Batters up…..the tingles start and now we know its spring
All the winter woes are gone and baseball fever sings
Seats are chosen --lucky fans will sit where they can see
Easy chairs for some are best--- the price of them is free
Bull pens hold the players and the feelings there run high
As the batter taps the plate he glances at the sky
Like somewhere there is a baseball god who’ll help him out
Luckily he smacks a low ball—it’s a home run and a shout
. T ulips coated in dewy waxen gloss
U ndulating their warm fragrant breath
L eaving - that cold hearted Mr. Frost
I n a
P uddle of tears
S creaming - Spring is here!
Written: April 11, 2011
For: Carol Brown's contest - Spring Flowers
Awarded: First Place
T wo lips triumphant, beauties love to si P
U biquitous dancers frolic, forgetting ennu I
L iplocked in lovers' warm, sunny strol L
I mbibing spring as winter bids adie U
P assion personified in petals that blush brigh T
*for Carol's flowers of Spring contest :)
Contest: Charlotte's "Seasonal Acrostics"
Surrepitiously beginning beneath the icy crust
Perforatting green swords, minute, prick toward the sun,
Ravenously eager to spread Spring's floral dawn.
In open view nature copulates, animal and flower,
Naive, the way it is in Paradise.
God's glory gestures grace renewed to all the earth.
September 29, 2014
Stunningly dressed, stirring in her crib, spring awakens.
Plants and animals ready for the princesses arrival.
Rolling waves of aviators, nippers, roamers scurry all.
In turn blooming blossoms, blossoming blooms flavor froth the air.
Nourishing rays, falling rains provide the infant sustenance.
Gathered, gleeful the first born takes her seasoned throne.
Superb color exploding everywhere
Petals unfolding with exquisite perfume
Rich with nature before my eyes
Invigorating and reviving the soul
Nature sings with ensuing birth
Grace beholds my every view.
Seedlings are sprouting in my pot
Perched up high in a perfect spot
Raindrops gently falling, from the sky
Into the pot that is so dry
New life this soft rain has brought
Giving liquid to plants forgot
Suddenly the sky turns pitch black
Heeding warning, spring storms attack
Ominous clouds are all around
Wish tornadoes wouldn't hit the ground
Every spring we must be aware
Rain storms fury we must prepare
Spingtime showers are everywhere
Summer Acrostic Contest
Lay the jonquils.
Long winter days
Bearing the promise of
Spring Is Almost Here
Sometimes I feel like this snow is falling like many endless tears
Prancing, dancing and also dripping and softening of whispers
Right along with the softest of a downy of feathers
Into many of quantum’s never ending buckets of
Not having known when these tears are so extending as
Given into many of known bewildered and coldest of winters domain
I’ll just think of the sweet smelling of the flowers which bloom
Spring, summer thus brings everyone out of their hibernating home
All can become in tune with many of sweet happy song
Lavishing, crops with the beauty of it all with much
Melodious songs which can bring riches of songs to sing
Of heartfelt lovers inviting caressing whimsical
Softness to which we all can be lead to the sweetest scent of all
Tenderly enriched to be seeing the beauty of butterflies flying
Here in the country where merriment surely belongs
Enthusiastically, entertaining upon our eyes with happiness
Realistic dreams of flowers blooming, smelling of the wild roses
Enraptured that all the snow will soon be gone, for we’ll be singing enchanting
songs of delight.
Season of butterfly's and spring showers
Pretty clear skies and planting flowers
Rainbows, ladybugs, and roses
Insects, lightening bugs, and sweet smells for cute noses.
Neighborhoods in full swing with outdoor fun.
Gardens emerge with spring nourished by the rays of the sun.
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