Thursday, June 5, 2008

Skywatch Friday: Idaho, My Love

King Mountain in Spring painted by Kathiesbirds 3-18-99 Acrylic on Canvas

Idaho, wild Idaho,
I long for you so much!
You are in my heart
You are in my soul,
And I desire to be in you.
What is this hold you have on me?
Why this terrible love?
You are a place, just a place,
On earth.
You draw me as a lover,
With a love I’ve never known before.
Why do I feel this need
To be immersed in You?
I want your mountains surrounding me,
Your aspen trees,
Your golden sunlight.
I want your wild-ness.
I want your rivers pouring over me,
Your wildlife running through my eyes,
I want to see eagles playing in the skies
Once again.
I want the Sandhill Cranes to dance
In pastures near the cattle,
I want to see a pelican
Fly overhead at lunch,
Or Great- Horned Owls perched
On phone poles in the morning
When I am hanging wash out to dry
With potato fields beyond.
I want to see newborn lambs
Gamboling across the landscape,
Or bald-faced calves in spring,
Curled in the pastures
When I am driving into town
On highway 93.
Idaho, my Idaho,
How I love you, love you so,
When will I return my love
To my place of being?

~Kathiesbirds (March 28, 1998, revised June 5, 2008)

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19 comments:

  1. Very nice painting.

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  2. LOVELY!!! :)))
    Great name on your state! ;)

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  3. Not only a beuatiful poem but also a fantastic painting!
    Very well done.

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  4. I am honoured today that you show this delightful painting. Sky Watch throws up a few surprises each week and this is far far the best yet. Great pictures, and a stunning heart felt poem... what a great post..
    Thank you
    Tom

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  5. Great painting and poem - they go hand in hand, don't they?

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  6. Lovely painting and unique SkyWatch! Excellent !!

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  7. Kathie,
    What a gorgeous painting and the poem is as well.

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  8. You confessed your love to Idaho in a lovely way.
    You are a place, just a place...
    The most beautiful things in life are usually so simple.

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  9. I visited here yesterday but didn't have time to comment. Do you have plans to go back? This really touched me; esp. about the sandhills. Beautiful.

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  10. A beautiful painting and a wonderful poem. You're so talented :-)

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  11. Wonderful painting. More wonderful words.

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  12. I miss those aspens! Beautiful.

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  13. Hello everyone. So sorry to take so long to respond. I'm still getting use to balancing 2 blogs! To answer your question, Quiet Paths, I lived in Idaho for only 2 years over 20 years ago now, but felt like I was home the moment I stepped of the plane. I can't explain this, I can only descibe it. While I have been back to visit, I have never been able to live there again. The memory of my life there haunts me and lingers as a deep longing that is never satisfied. It is a sweet pain.

    I do love my life here in AZ now, but I don't know what I would do if I was offered the chance to go back. I'm so glad my poem touched you. I'm glad you all liked the painting. There is one for each season. I hope to post them here eventually, with poems of course!

    Old Wom, thank you! I am so glad you enjoy my poems and my art work. your comment pleased me to no end.

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  14. Kathie, this is a lovely poem!
    And you DO understand exactly how it is to not live where you were raised--and long for it.
    With so many transplants across this country (or world) this must be a familiar sentiment for more than I'd imagined.

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  15. Nina, I'm glad you came to see and pleased that you understand. I never knew what it was like to love a place so much until I lived in and left Idaho.

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