Rebirth

Sun
Shine
Sparkles
Parting Clouds
Let rays reach forth
Through Star Magnolia's
Swollen buds which wait
A warm mother earth's signal
To open revealing those blossoms
White stars tinged  of spring's luxury
First blossoms to expose their white beauty
Showing that spring surely arrives despite cold
Nine degrees cold freeze their tender swollen buds
Wrap a blanket of love around to protect each tiny limb
Of 
The Tree
That awaits spring
Let the buds be there to speak of rebirth

natureshape

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Chris G. Vaillancourt

January 19, 2014 at 5:02 PM

A very well crafted piece with striking imagery and a real sense of progression. Well done

Matthew Anish

January 10, 2014 at 10:02 AM

I really think you did a good job with this one. Fine "concrete" poetry here! Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Cherl Dunn

January 8, 2014 at 6:49 PM

LOVE THE BEAUTY OF NATURE DISPLAYED IN YOUR WONDERIOUS WORDS HERE AND ALSO I LIKE HOW YOU'VE WRITTEN IT HERE IT REMINDS ME OF STARS WARS FOR SOME REASON LOL BUT THIS IS BEAUTIFUL MY FRIEND. GLAD YOU ENJOYED MY GYPIES POEM.

Kayod5 Kayode

January 7, 2014 at 7:52 PM

Hope. The spring will surely come and every bud shall flower become. This is encouraging and I commend you for it.Thumb up Sara.

Ken Carroll

January 7, 2014 at 8:57 AM

Hi Sara, A lovely and most creative write.. Ken

Russell Sivey

January 6, 2014 at 9:52 PM

This is a fascinating and fantastic shape write my friend! I am enamored by the splendor of this wonderful poem here this evening! What a delightful piece you have written, which does amaze me! Great Work!!

Andrea Dietrich

January 6, 2014 at 8:03 PM

the tree is an excellent theme for shape poetry, Sara. Very nice. At my granddaughter's baptism was a girl whose family was naming their baby girls after trees. The one getting baptized was Sequoia, and a younger one was called Magnolia. So beautiful. NOt sure they are trees, but Ivy and Lilac will be cute names too.

Joe Maverick

January 6, 2014 at 6:08 PM

I like this lots Sara..' In using the term rebirth, You come to better descriptive, as regards 'the faith' many people say they would like revival in the world; to me that is a limited view 'as in something revived' could slip away die again.' I say re-birth is the better to achieve..' By the way good write on the tree as well..'

Carolyn Devonshire

January 6, 2014 at 4:54 PM

Dear Sara, these shape poems always seem difficult for me, but you did an outstanding job here creating not only the "tree," but also the sense of longing for spring in the midst of a bitter winter. I hear there may be snow in North Georgia tonight. Hope you stay warm! Love and blessings, Carolyn