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* This is my first Petrarchan (Italian) Sonnet ... I hope you like it, (it is a bit ... different). *

He thought on all the attributes of Spring The landscapes deliquescing, day-by-day On white and gray and drab, so giving way To all the hue-infusions life could bring New creatures of all size, some on-the-wing A bud and blossom dance of shadow-play The grand and graceful grass and leaf ballet A breath, alive with things that buzz and sing. Yet now those wondrous joys of life's debut Were things that only photos would recall For Man had turned the living earth into A dead and frozen planet, thru-and-thru. Yet there above, the Sea of Suns did call - A hope for Man's next Spring was there ... he knew. ~ 2nd Place ~ in the "March Poems Old or New for Prizes Part 3 Easter Series" Poetry Contest, Carolyn Devonshire, Judge & Sponsor.

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Jan Allison

Date: 2/20/2019 3:57:00 AM

Fabulous imagery Greg, many congrats:-) hugs Jan xx

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 2/20/2019 7:19:00 PM

Thank you very much, Dear Jan! :-) <3

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 2/19/2019 4:53:00 PM

Your poem includes some lovely descriptions of spring, Gregory. We do tend to forget the strife we've put our planet through when see spring's beauty. There were some wonderful entries in this category. Congratulations on your second-place win! Best wishes, Carolyn

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 2/20/2019 7:19:00 PM

Thank you so very much, Carolyn, I'm pleased you appreciated it. I wrote this initially as a "different" take on Spring, being the Spring of Humankind as opposed to me personally ... I know sci-fi and post-apocalyptic poems aren't very popular, but I think someday we may HAVE to look to the stars for our hope ... our "spring". Blessings!

Craig Cornish

Date: 4/19/2018 10:39:00 AM

Greg, many kudos on perhaps the only poem closest to meter and rhyme perfection. I didn't know it was you---I love your word, which is perfect (deliquescing) and must add that to my personal repertoire. You truly are a force to be reckoned with in this art and hit the ground running. The only minor suggestions I would make is to write your enjambments without caps at the beginning of lines and on line one "he thought about"-not on and line 13, would instead of did, thank you for sharing this poem

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 4/19/2018 9:53:00 PM

Thank you, I will consider the lack of caps on enjambments, (though I still lean toward it when it's metered rhyme and a new line, (I agree with it in Free Verse, though it's hard to break the habit).

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 4/19/2018 9:53:00 PM

Line one "thought on" as in "thinking on" is acceptable, as it is referring to considering an idea, (maybe you misunderstood the intent there?), and line thirteen is as intended and correct, as I was referring to the stars calling to me, (longing), not vice-versa. Thanks for the placement and critique.

Susan Gentry

Date: 4/18/2018 12:39:00 AM

Congratulations on your win with this eloquent spring sonnet. Well done!

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 4/19/2018 9:45:00 PM

Very kind of you Susan, thank you very much! :-) <3

Elaine George

Date: 4/17/2018 3:35:00 AM

Lovely, Gregory. Many congrats on your win. Sincerely, Elaine

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 4/19/2018 9:44:00 PM

Thank you so much, Elaine! :-) <3

Viv Wigley

Date: 4/17/2018 1:37:00 AM

Congrats, Gregory, and you deserve extra plaudits for the use of 'deliquescing'. Well done. regards, Viv

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 4/17/2018 2:22:00 AM

Ah, thank you so much, My Fellow Wordsmith - it was the right word for the right place, I think, and seemed to fit well without a shoehorn! Blessings, friend! :-)