Spring Villanelle Poems

Zinnia Jazz called at the daybreak of Spring
The bees buzzed "how on earth does your garden grow?"
And the fresh season tapped in time with a...

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Villanelle: Remembering Not to Call
by Michael R. Burch

(a villanelle permitting mourning, for my mother, Christine Ena Burch)

The hardest thing of all,
after telling her everything,
is remembering...

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There's an earthiness to each scented breeze
and a warm caress in the Sun's embrace,
unveiling the telltale signs of Spring's tease.

The ice melts as rivers slowly...

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There's a gentleness to each scented breeze
and a warm caress in the Sun's embrace,
revealing the telltale signs of Spring's tease.

The ice melts as rivers slowly...

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Whispers

Listen to the whispers in the winds,
In the rolling waves of the wildflower on the hills,
Where poppies dance and flaunt their golden colors.

Hear the musical...

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Expectations roaming unbridled in my brain
Like high hopes, they command my attention
After a dry spell, like the promise of rain.

Plans so rich in their promise...

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I am no martyr, no ghost, nor wizard great
They laid rocks all upon me, and again I say
I will not plead, more weight, more weight

I...

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Spring heralds wellness of natural glow
Creation zest birthing bud, bulb and bloom
Wondrously greeting with hope-filled hello.
 
Highlighting beauty of garden tableau
Designed by the Lord Who...

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Let’s go frolic on the landscape of spring
And relish jubilant nature’s beauty 
That satiates our glorious wondering.

Exuding brightness from its paths that bring
Showers of bliss...

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Enchanted by this lovely clement day
while writing poems like Calliope -
I wish in springtime I could ever stay.

To see the sun come up above the...

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Springtime is the season of beauty and delight.
Flowers of every shape are blooming everywhere,
Observing such a view is a breathtaking sight.

Being one with nature is...

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Oh! Spring you come on joyful wings,
The plants in earnest expect your visit,
Hope, your coming brings.

The stage’s been made ready for your entry,
With longing hearts...

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Rays of golden sun, at orange dawn, I enjoy...!
I wake up, hearing chirps of birds at four O’ clock;
At fifties! Yet, I feel, as though...

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Our spring delivers magic every year-
the time when we applaud its wake-up sign,
as overnight new buds seem to appear!

The days turn longer, warmer- and it's...

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Hues of joy reveal the gentle touch of spring
Brilliant smiles of tulips and daffodils so bright
Whispering sensations of pleasure only flowers bring

Dancing to the glow...

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