Spring Muse

She is elusive, shy, anticipated by a waiting world - perhaps too much, in that she hides herself reluctant to appear - delicate as the first leaves her gowns of petals now unfold, nascent, her dormancy no longer secret bursts forth greenness like a miracle untold into each imagination. Maybe the world’s coaxing makes your appearance worthwhile - for under grassy banks are daffodils to adorn your hair, sweet, pastel beauty - you decorate every where, spring, spring, spring. Suzanne Delaney I changed this from a free Verse poem to a Blankverse. Tell me which version worked best, Thanks First version Here: S P R I N G M U S E She is elusive, shy anticipated by a waiting world Perhaps too much, in that she hides herself reluctant to appear. Delicate as the first leaves her gowns of petals unfold nascent, her dormancy no longer secret greenness bursts forth like a miracle untold into each imagination Maybe the world’s coaxing makes your appearance worthwhile Under grassy banks daffodils adorn your hair Sweet, full range of pastel beauty you decorate Every where, spring, spring, spring.