James Peranteau Poet Free verse

Spring's Commotion

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                Oooh
           that crackle

            the ripple

             that stir 

          the rustling

           the patter

          O Jehovah
  that wonderful sound

   Your beautiful noise
    Your fantastic gift

            Spring

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Constance La France July 6, 2015 at 9:39 AM James, aaah so pretty, you should write more nature inspired poetry, you do it well 7 and thanks for visiting my poem, helping the old . . monoku is coming promise

Joe Maverick May 21, 2015 at 5:31 PM You have given me another window onto spring here James...'

Sara Kendrick March 29, 2015 at 2:07 PM This one just speaks spring like the chirps of birds..Thanks for the visits..Sara

Jaafar Sadig El Waad March 25, 2015 at 4:31 AM Captivating, mostly when witnessing the Grandeur of Johovah. There is undoubtedly always a link between beauty and Allah (or God!)

Joyce Johnson March 24, 2015 at 6:39 PM I agree. Spring truly is a fantastic gift. How nice to write a thank you gift of your lovely poem. love, Joyce

Daver Austin March 24, 2015 at 9:23 AM You've hit upon my favorite spring thing - the noise - dear Sir James. The birds, the squirrels, the wind, just everything new. Love, daver

Kp Nunez March 24, 2015 at 7:15 AM Wow. Gave me a different view to your creative prowess, James. Impressed! A 7 for this lovely write on Spring. Have a lovely day...PS. Hope you've worked on that Stratocaster, did you have a fine evening with her...er...it? Enjoy your Spring! :)

Andrea Dietrich March 24, 2015 at 12:02 AM hey, didn't you have others that were at the top of your page?? I saw this one before and still love it. Let me find another I have not seen.

Constance La France March 17, 2015 at 4:41 PM James, I love this, I remember those sounds of spring but it is freezing today in my little part of Canada and thanks so much for your kind words on my poem O the pain, my cat was 19 years old so she lived a good long life but somehow that is not making it any easier . . .

Jimi Peranteau March 17, 2015 at 2:13 PM Ah, so very true, a short time of comfortable temps, but a gift nonetheless !!!

Emile Pinet March 17, 2015 at 12:40 PM You manage to capture the joy of Spring and wrestle it to the paper before is vanishes from your sphere of recognition upon Summer's approach. Emile. #7

Daver Austin March 17, 2015 at 10:04 AM The noises of spring are wonderful and so your poem, Sir James. I went out lightly dressed this morning and nearly froze my butt off from the wind. The freckles on my knees turned blue. Love, daver

Andrea Dietrich March 17, 2015 at 8:47 AM I LOVE this one. Think I'll fave THIS ONE!!!

Charmaine Chircop March 17, 2015 at 7:43 AM Spring is indeed the gift of God ...and I cant wait..Lovely.