Happy Easter! 

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Heart wakes, Hope rising

On wings of new dawn

Patches of light pulling

Easing through drifting clouds

Floating through the sparkling sea

Lifting, lighting my eyes

Opening its doors

Awakening in my soul, a passion

Threads of life stitched together by stars

Sun sparkling on the sandy shore of dreams.

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Hope is the crystal blue of a mother’s eyes, the clear sky blue of a robin’s egg, a spring day. 

Hope is the sweet smell of cookies baking, warm chocolate chip. 

Hope is ice cream cones, warm blankets, soft feather pillows. 

Hope is comfort, home. Hope is also new, like just finished laundry smelling of lavender & cotton. 

Hope is fresh, wet ink on a crisp Is there Hope in the sea, or does it belong only to the sky? Birds have it in flight, but fish swim fast and glide with it. A heart can glide & fly with even a small bit of Hope. “First star on the right and straight on till morn!” I hear Peter saying. 

Hope is imagination and colours, an entire rainbow full of them. A sky and universe so vast that no human could have created it.

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And so I’m back to God, bringer of Hope, Ultimate Caretaker. We light candles for Hope Eternal but too quickly our tiny flames burn out, extinguished by an ever-present wind: Time. We return to the earth yet Hope remains, to wake again with the sun. 

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Have a Blessed Easter Sunday, filled with hope & love!

🌸 Copyright Stacie Eirich April 16, 2017

Welcome Spring!

 

Spring is upon us! I hope you are celebrating by soaking in the beautiful sights, sounds & smells of nature around you. Here is another poem from my collection, Spring Awakening: Poems.

Happy Spring! My photo – taken on a lakefront morning walk.

Spring Afternoon

Quiet birds chitter-chattering

leaves rustling, trees swaying gently

fat white clouds moving, drifting across the soft blue sky.

A wind catches my papers, blowing them across

freshly mown grass, the scent of it

heavy in the warm air.

Bright pink flowers blooming

a small green lizard climbing the chair

next to mine, creeping fast.

A breeze blows the empty swings

awaiting children

their sounds of laughter, squeals of delight

filling the April air

when the yellow school bus

arrives home.

Copyright Stacie Eirich March 20, 2017

Originally published April 18, 2016


Happy Springtime! Thank you for stopping by Space to Dream. Have a wonderful day! -Stacie

Irish Rose

Today, I’ve posted a prose poem on Wattpad to celebrate my love of Ireland – its beauty, romance & song. As a dreamer, poet & singer I feel I’ve always been Irish in my heart.

Here is the link to ‘Irish Rose’ on Wattpad. Wattpad is a growing digital community of writers & readers who share their work for free. Irish Rose is also published in my collection, Space to Dream: Poems.

Irish Rose

You can also listen to Irish Rose on Soundcloud, where I love to share my poems spoken aloud: Irish Rose: Spoken Word

Erin Go Bragh! Happy St. Patrick’s Day! Celebrate the love of the Irish. Thanks for stopping by Space to Dream. Have a wonderful weekend.

Stacie

P.S. Here’s a recording of the beautiful Irish song Danny Boy that I’ve posted before – but will share it again for St. Patty’s Day. It’s from my college days at Illinois State University, where I sang with the Concert Choir & Madrigal Singers. Yes, I’m the really short soprano next to the really tall tenor in the middle. 🙂