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Growing With Love Always

Spring menu of snowdrops, daffodils, dandelion, crocus and anemones
Each color blossoms the beauty swaying inside a breeze dancing thoughts

The image of spring changed colors roaring never thought my heart might burst
Within waves blowing kisses warmly touching the chambers endless bliss

The moment the sun draws the mist from the sea to the skies feels magical
Your footprints on deep sands fluttering wings of an angel beaming sunshine

Under the wing of an angel you will find safety, happiness and beauty
held within a gasping breath your love true and complete beautiful



Written by Liam Mcdaid & A-L Andresen  

Copyright © liam mcdaid

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The Fall of The Winter King

The Fall of The Winter King    

He had risen to power
fueled by a vicious and ruthless determination
to reclaim a lost throne.

His tactics had stunned the unsuspecting,
laid barren the fields,
blanketed the forest,
silenced the sounds of life itself.

A dictator, seeking no counsel,
accepting no offers of surrender,
driven by the desire to destroy
the kingdom that had usurped his throne.

Rumors spread of a daring bud – sprouting -
a tune hummed by the imprisoned trees
adrift on the whipping winds of war
in defiance of the heartless king.
A call to arms sounded
by the most gentle, the most delicate.

The first acts of open rebellion,
The resounding crack of the ice jamb
the aching roar of the river’s rage
surging over its banks
awakening those still held captive.

Slowly the insurrection took root
buds gathered in hidden clusters,
trees quietly bloomed
muffling the screeching gales,
offering safety to bands of rebels.
Flocks of warblers met -
feathered archers - hurling their
darting arrows against the glare
of a cold king’s horror.

Sweet grasses spread across
the brown, despoiled fields -
a verdant gauntlet tossed in the face of dread.
Flowers crept from thawing dungeons
waving their colors,
swarms of banished pollinators
followed the call to duty.

The ebb and flow of battle -
frosted retreats,
clandestine sunrise maneuvers.
The resurgence of heart,
the growing hope of warmth.

As memory of the chilled repression
faded preparation was made
to receive the beauty and bounty
of a new and peaceful King. 


John G. Lawless
1/11/2015

For SKAT’s Winter’s End – Poetry Contest

Copyright © John lawless

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Flower Song

Oh, blossoms, waken! Here comes spring. Each flower, raise your pretty face. The sun and rain are here to bring you sustenance. Bring us your grace! Arise, dear Tulip, from your bed, and show to us your every hue - your purple, orange, pink and red. Come, Violet, and show your blue! Sweet Daffodil, come take your pose. Your sunny smile is needed here alongside precious fragrant Rose. White Lily, shine your Easter cheer! Now Kokopelli plays his tune. Arise, fair blooms; your time comes soon!l For the Flower Song Contest of Rick Parise

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich

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SPRING HAIKU

morning quiet time
in nature's warm bosom found
sun kissed flowers shine













TRADITONAL HAIKU- POETRY CONTEST : 6th Place
12 March 2015
Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi





Copyright © Kim Patrice Nunez

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- Haiku X 46 -The Beauty of Spring -

 


   Born from soil SNOWDROPS
   ICY wind, frost in the ground
   An early SPRING signs 





   15.02.2015
   A-L Andresen :)
   Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Copyright © Anne Lise Andresen

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Flower Song


Oh, where do tender flowers sing?
When do we hear flushed petals strum?
Soft on the breeze, blooms sweetly hum.
Their melodies begin in spring.

I walk through meadows delicate.
The flowers’ song a symphony;
no sound of death’s cacophony.  
In beauty, earth and sky beget.   

The season’s sounds, a pleasure heard,
each flight of buzzing bumble bee,
each butterfly fluttering free,
Spring’s lyrics sung without a word.

With every flower blooming wild,
lovers dance silently beguiled.


*For Rick's Flower Song Contest, 2/15/15
Form - enclosed rhyme, ending in a couplet




Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

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Rose of Annamarie

Collecting the colors of nature,
the yellow, the blue and the green.
From the top of the stair,
I see a color so rare,
I go into the garden to see.
A snap-shot in my mind,
of the color I’d find,
just as my mind’s eye took it…
I continue my quest,
searching everywhere lest,
the dim light of dawn overlooks it.
I spy a fresh rose,
with petals of red,
I pick it not-
but admire instead.
It’s splendor and color,
at times wild and free,
are all reminiscent
of Annamarie…
Copyright © 2013

Copyright © Cole Banner

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SPRING REFULGENCE

                     Icicles on leaves and branches of trees
                         They begin to melt down bit by bit
                  Rays of sunlight appears, as winter cease
                 Freezing air fades, as glow of sun increase

                      Squirrels, rabbits run wild and free
                      Birds of various speed soaring high
                      Their mellifluous tweets, a melody
                      Piebald butterflies dancing merrily

                  Leafless, lifeless trees in healthy living
              Colorful buds of daffodils, magnolias around
        Their natural beauty, a wonder, stately astounding!
       Rain falls, softening the earth as new shoots abounds!

        Frozen grasses before, now stilled with energy light
            Blossoms as well, humbled with new beginning
                     Seeds scattered rises as in springs
           Snows  gone, as sun's refulgence a revering bright

03/03.2014
2:19 am

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo

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Spring Flower Song

Spring Flower Song Oh lovely Spring, at Winter’s end, you sing and dance Within our waiting hearts as we look forward to How nature’s Springtime’s palette will create romance With beauty of your sprouting flowers born anew. Sweet yellow Daffodil among the first, you bring That sunny glow of rebirth to our waiting eyes, Along with purple Iris, blue Scilla, you sing And join the gold Forsythia neath sun-filled skies. Pansy, Anemone and Crocus blossoms show The longed-for beauty of our Springtime’s renewed site, With varied pastel colors…and of course we know The fuzzy Pussy Willow’s catkins will delight. So very blessed we are with new life on our Earth, As budding Spring fulfills her promise of rebirth. © Sandra M. Haight 2015 All Rights Reserved ~4th Place~ Contest: Flower Song Sponsor: Rick Parise Judged: 03/28/2015 Iambic Hexameter

Copyright © Sandra Haight

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SPRING'S WHISPER





Spring’s tender whisper 

Thawed, old winter’s frozen heart, 
 
Flowers jumped for joy!





© Demetrios Trifiatis
  03 MARCH 2015

Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis

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Ode to the Cherry Blossom Tree

Pops of pink, sprays of white,
your canopy of petals shimmering with delight.
Blossoms that glow at night and fall all day,
catching the light in the most visceral way.
Sprays of new life and branches anew,
fragrant with joy and possibilities in the morning dew.
Every Spring we await your bloom,
Cherry Blossom Tree you are Spring's magical costume.

Copyright © B Marie Furcron

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Flower love

How the flower
Bobs and weaves
Sharing tea
With some bees

How the colour
Nods and sways
Breezy coolness
Sunlight rays

How the scent
Softly dances
Perfumed nose
Loving glances

Copyright © Daniel Human

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Springtime On The Prairies

Mother Nature gaily poses,
dressed in spring’s majestic splendor.
For Her flowered gown’s dappled with
purple pigments and puce pastels.

Tepid Chinooks melt virgin snows,
that fill meandering rivers. 
And form long, lazy loops that snake
across emerald green prairie.

A golden sun imbues its light,
with a sense of hope and magic.
And gilding the edge of darkness,
dawn heralds its resurrection.

A watermelon horizon,
marks the birth place of a new day.
And pink cotton candy clouds float
above ribbons of vermilion.

Reminiscent of paradise,
the wildflowers are all in bloom.
And atop gently swaying stalks,
gaze up at indigo skies.

Copyright © Emile Pinet

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Spring Rebirth

Spring rebirth in green
Hidden in winter now seen
Daffodils trumpet

Copyright © Ian Jones

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Petals With Butterfly Wings



Let the petals get wings of butterfly tell the withering rose to shed its sorrow see how beautifully under the spring sky petals will spread their wings tomorrow. Tell the withering rose to shed its sorrow like butterflies on their first flights petals will spread their wings tomorrow catching spring morning's first sunlight. Like butterflies on their first flights colourful flowers will be in the air catching spring morning's first sunlight spreading fragrances every where. Colourful flowers will be in the air see how beautifully under the spring sky spreading fragrances every where, let the petals get wings of butterfly. © kash poet (kashinath karmakar) ********************************* By:kash poet Placement:1st; February 2013 Contest:Petals in The Wind Sponsor:Gail Doyle

Copyright © kash poet

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The Birth of Spring - Constanza

April graces us with showers, 
As cold snows melt, their wintry scene
Is changed to many shades of green.

From tender shoots, soon, Spring flowers.
Apollo's face is golden fair...
The scent of spring is in the air.

As blossoms float down from bowers
When gusts of April breezes blow, 
They spread below like golden snow.

I delight and watch for hours, 
For truly at this time of year
I feel God's presence dwelling here.

Blessed and touched by divine powers.
The joy of springtime here on Earth
Is felt with every flower's birth.

April graces us with showers, 
From tender shoots, soon, Spring flowers.
As blossoms float down from bowers
I delight and watch for hours, 
Blessed and touched by divine powers. 


Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong

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Spring


       march winds gust -

       gorse clings on tightly
       
       whilst daffodils sway

Copyright © LINDA JACKSON

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From a Tiny and Bright Orange Flower in the Woods

Hark! Don’t forsake me. 
Search for me. 
Look down low, in the underbrush. 
I will be good for you.
Though I’ve been given just a little of our endless world,
I have the glowing fire of raging cordilleras,
The blazing sunsets of Equatorial skies,
The lustrous skin of succulent citrus.
I am orange truth.

Copyright © Sergio Silveira

Details | Prose Poetry | |

''A flower breaks out afresh--''

A flower breaks out afresh from its swollen, 
green bud and then stretches outward into 
the sun-drenched sky.

A thing of nature that's timeless
and perennial, it faithfully blooms and
adorns its surroundings like its predecessors.

Never alone, it is joined by its floral neighbors
of its own kind in fragrant numbers, suffusing 
the atmosphere all around with a heavy, yet 
sweet stench of lavender and honeysuckle.

The thick odor seduces and encourages the
flower-borne bees, hornets, and yellow-
jackets nearby into a steady rhythm and pulse 
of continuous labor over the pollen-rich 
blossoms and perfumed, colorfully-tinted 
petals. From an adjacent pond the over-
abundant and unsubtle beauty of the 
lily-of-the-valleys add their distinctiveness 
to the already rich and lush floral landscape, 
now teeming with the life and vigor of 
spring in full bloom.


 

Copyright © Ngoc Nguyen

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Flower of spring

I see a life that has come from the heavens. 
A life with the heart and soul of a goddess, squeezed in the body of a queen.
She walks amongst us.
Amongst dark, confused, vile two legged creatures.

In her lies the music of eternity, the conqueror of death.
Life and love storm in her blood, striking bolts of lightning to my heart.
The language of the blue fire flames from her voice
Burning the sound of beauty and serenity to my soul.

She is the flower that holds the magic of spring
Blooming once in a millenia.
Her petals of crystal reflect the colours of the rainbow
And releases the fragrance of the spirit of life's pureness
She blows a breeze from space to my soul.
In her I have seen the secret of life, love and eternity.

Copyright © Mutemwa Gideon

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Spring Hope

A flower so blooms through the new fallen snow
While wicked old winter’s wind wistfully blows
Allowing a glimpse, of spring through the white
Though old mister winter kisses green grass goodnight
A sign of the future, a welcoming spring
The flower gave hope, despite white suffering
It told of its virtue, its strength and its pride
And said, though it’s winter, it shan’t ever hide
For there in the distance you can see spring draw near
Winter will end soon, just like year after year

Copyright © Michael Degenhardt

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Healing Season

Autumn came this summer
on a cool winter's day
Then spring walked in behind her
Then spring soon danced away:
 
A flower grew beside her
from a freshly fallen pile of snow
And the petals fall onto the ground
shortly after the winds blows:
 
As quickly as the seasons change
so the same, time does pass
and the memory of frozen ground
is soon your bed of grass:
 
The time which a flower bares it's bloom
or clouds share their summer rain
Quickly passes with the shifting winds
As it guides away your pain:
 
My lover spoke just as a friend
As a stranger, then took my hand
As one beginning drew to another end
the setting sun made me understand:
 
The Earth is not that far around
The sun rises in the day
And as quickly as the lightning strikes
The storm can roll away.

Copyright © Jasmin Shear

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As Spring is Felt

Rainstorms, flung from earth's winter pelt
pelt seasons into change below.
Below the soil as spring is felt,
felt springs uncoil to sip the snow.

Copyright © Lycia Harding

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Cherry Blossoms

heavenly scented
raining of cherry blossoms
fresh blanket of pink

Copyright © Connie Gildersleeve

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Season

Season

Springtime bluebells

Within forest spreading

Such picturesque viewing delights

Yearly

Copyright © theresa stephens

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Spring Crocus

Crocus
Majestic flower
Pushing through snow
First sign of spring
Beautiful

Copyright © Peter Brown

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SPRING FEVER

Look, it's the first bloom of spring
A proud daffodil stands all alone
Soon to be joined by others
And light up our lovely home

Like the sun she beams so brightly
Announcing that Spring is here
There's no shyness in her yellow bud
She wants our notice that much is clear

So like a magnet I'm drawn to her
And to all that she represents
The changing of the seasons
Gazing upon her brings sweet content

The birds are singing a happy song
The breeze is waving its approval
New beginnings are bursting forth
Bright colors are Winter's removal

Sleepy beauty is waking up
The prince has placed his kiss
The lone daffodil is now surrounded
Together they dance in bliss

Kindly my Spring fever is satisfied 
What once was hope has now arrived
And the world has come alive again
The long Winter I've survived!

Ballad Poem

Contest: Spring Fever
Sponsored by: POETESS DARKLY

Copyright © Lyric Man

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God's Reason For the Four Seasons

Each season has a special reminder to us...
We see God's love and can only trust.
Whether it is winter, spring, summer or fall.
I believe spring is the most beautiful of them all.

Things come into full bloom...
Everything grows until there just isn't any more room.
The gardens are being planted.
It is one season we do not take for granted.

Everything is fresh and alive...
It seems as if God is right there by our side.
The grass turns green,
With each new year there are more flowers to be seen.

A vast array of colors has just begun...
The flowers are given warmth from the rays of the sun.
The rain comes down to water them below.
The flowers come up as we all watch them grow.

With the fall of the leaves there's a fresh cool breeze...
Then comes the winter with a cold, cold freeze.
In the summer there is the shade of the trees.
But it is spring that I love to see.

The four seasons come and go...
But for sure this one thing I know.
This is His special love to us from above.
I find this to be: " God's reason for the four seasons."

"Garden"




Copyright © Cinda Carter

Details | Tanka | |

fragrant

petals fall down

drifting on a spring breeze

to blanket the ground

reminiscent of the snow

but fragrant to the senses

Copyright © Francine Roberts

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Echoes Of The Heart



O' where O' where does my Spring flower bloom........ ~ Chardonnay sips at midnight upon the fires warm glow her face lit in flickering beauty as my hand followed each curve delicate and slow A reunion of two hearts with echoing beauty behold I reminisce in silent murmurs within my heart aglow One year to the day in frantic thoughts I search my loving poetic fortress again and again I yearn ~ O' where O' where does my Spring flower bloom........ A reunion of two hearts with echoing beauty behold I reminisce in silent murmurs within my heart aglow O' where O'where..........

Copyright © Rick Parise