spring poem

 

rue anemone 

violet

 

spring beauty

 

deptford pink

sorrel

 

here they come

 

~

 

yet the changing leaves of autumn

undo me

in a way the coming of spring beauties never can

 

autumn begins my quiet time   turning inward

 

~

 

here they come

 

~

 

yes

 

i love spring   but with it 

 

comes something else   my heart

beats 

a little too quickly

 

in anticipation of something untoward   unspringlike  

unwanted

too bright   too optimistic

 

my nature blossoms in the bone chilling heart of winter

and warms

with the touch of cold feet under sheets   

 

 





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Written on 2017-03-27 at 03:20

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Louise 55
Beautiful springtime poem. Thank you for writing. Namaste Louise.
2017-03-28


Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
Nice poem
2017-03-28


Kathy Lockhart
I missed reading you, your voice, OTP. You make me think and smile and contemplate. I see. I feel. Oops, my heart fluttered.:)
2017-03-28



Spring is romanticized by the flowers and the beginning of warmth after cold winters. It is a beautiful season associated with new life and romance--perhaps because nature comes to life. Fall is the beginning of cozy times and cold weather. All new beginnings with new promises. I like the way you have treated this poem, in your soft and beautiful tones.
Ashe *
2017-03-27