Written for a Spring competition. -21st March 2012.


Whispering green.

Many verdant spears above rippling torrent,
Touched and capered by smiling zephyr.

Within the facade of whispering green,
Plants have flowered between earthly Heather.

We adhere to the placid dawn of growth,
Stained within our years of farewell.

I'm a dweller to a blithe springtime,
The cloak of butterfly bush and bluebell.

Garment of the brisk rain fondling the fresh,
Clique of petals searching for sun.

Prayers across the winter cry,
Contesting for our spring to become.





Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2012-03-22 at 00:10

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2012-03-28



What I like most are the interesting rhymes: zephyr with heather and farewell with bluebell. Nice tone and structure.
2012-03-24


shells
This has such a lovely calm feel about it, my favourite has to be the 4th stanza, that and a "clique of petals" a excellent description.
2012-03-23


Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
Soft and beautiful
words that touch the heart
Thanks for sharing
2012-03-22



Such beauty, John!
I admire your ability to capture a scene, thanks to an enduring eye for detail and, I suspect, a keen appreciation of nature. Reading this, I felt quite transported to my childhood woodlands for the wonderment that the arrival of spring instills in my soul. I love the poem's overall structure too, building as subtly as a new shoot reaches its joyous flowering.
Best of luck for the competition; applause!
2012-03-22