April 03, 2006
Strutting her stuff
Mark the awakening!
Hearken the entrance...
Carried in so sudden
on a breeze so tender.
Lulling all senses,
in awesome wonder.
Full skirted Forsythias
do billow their yellow;
midst blushing pink and lilac
all waiting to follow.
It's show time in the yonder sun,
one by one...
The dancing daffodils up first
fluttering ‘n nodding their exit anon.
Who's next?
Daisies, tulips, forget-me-nots,
awaiting an entry under any pretext.
A feast of hue and a riot of color
A display unreal, a surreal splendor!
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3 comments:
This is my favorite part,
'Carried in so sudden
on a breeze so tender.
Lulling all senses,
in awesome wonder.'
Lovely.
I very much liked your poem to celebrate Spring! Nice picture too!! :o)
the imagery created here is excellent!!!
I like the subtle power given to nature in this poem
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