Literary Hook: Poem explores the act of savoring the delicious in life

Christine Swanberg
Christine Swanberg

By Christine Swanberg
Author and Poet

The pleasures of the season linger just a little longer as we savor them.

Of course, we have seasons in our lives as well. Sometimes when we’ve led busy, goal-oriented lives, the idea of slowing down and savoring becomes enticing. When we actually have a chance to live that way, it’s positively delicious. Here is a poem I wrote more than a decade ago when I was experimenting with rhyme, rhythm and form.

Give me Time

Give me time to slow things down,

Meander through a Wisconsin town,

Dilly-dally the morning away,

Read romances on a rainy day.

Give me the grace of fine, small things,

The grace of lightness and of wings —

Hummingbird hovering over a trumpet vine,

Spotted cat chasing a ball of twine.

Give me time to tend the garden —

Tulips, lilies — slice of heaven.

Scent of roses pink and white.

Persian lilacs’ scent delight.

Give me the grace of time slowed down.

A limestone steeple in a Midwest town.

Or the grace of prairie tassels,

Turning leaves and wet sand castles.

Give me the grace of tiny treasures —

Lady bug, swallow-tail — simple pleasures.

A glass of wine, buttered toast.

These are what I love the most.

Give me time to watch the waves.

I love the way the sea behaves —

Agate, star fish, gulls in a line,

Tide pools, rivulets serpentine.

Give me the grace of gabled roofs,

And painted ponies with muddy hoofs.

Fireflies beneath a moonlit trestle,

The invitation of a train’s last whistle.

Give me time to think about

The ones that I cannot live without.

I want to give them more of me

And know the best is yet to be.

Christine Swanberg is a local author and poet. She received the Lawrence E. Gloyd Community Impact Award at the 2012 Rockford Area Arts Council State of the Arts Awards.

Posted July 9, 2014

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