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Spring Inspiration Poems | Spring Poems About Inspiration

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Details | Verse |


                     Icicles on leaves and branches of trees
                         They begin to melt down bit by bit
                  Rays of sunlight appears, as winter cease
                 Freezing air fades, as glow of sun increase

                      Squirrels, rabbits run wild and free
                      Birds of various speed soaring high
                      Their mellifluous tweets, a melody
                      Piebald butterflies dancing merrily

                  Leafless, lifeless trees in healthy living
              Colorful buds of daffodils, magnolias around
        Their natural beauty, a wonder, stately astounding!
       Rain falls, softening the earth as new shoots abounds!

        Frozen grasses before, now stilled with energy light
            Blossoms as well, humbled with new beginning
                     Seeds scattered rises as in springs
           Snows  gone, as sun's refulgence a revering bright

2:19 am

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2014

Details | Verse |


imagine the rainbow being
the dark tunnel 
you've been stuck in for years

the lighthouse on the horizon,
the beam 
that gets brighter as it nears

get soaked in the rain,
feel the sun in your heart,
let go of all your fears. 

Copyright © A.O. Taner | Year Posted 2016

Details | Verse |


Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world.
One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends.
 She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn’t stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud.
The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall.
Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell     then came the ice, this went on for months.

The Sun shone brightly the first day of spring. A few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up .
 I’ve been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray!
The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB.

They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves.  Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers.
Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they’re not white like daisies they’re not blue like bachelor buttons. They did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil.
The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday. 
as they were called WEEDS ..
 The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don’t choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance.

However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn’t have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love
So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water .

The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
 Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ?
  She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB

Copyright © kj force | Year Posted 2013

Details | List |

Spring Foward

Silence, the power of noise that brings stillness to the ear
Power, the audacity of every man’s desire to manipulate
Resilience, what a way to bounce-back, the mass is always intact
Imminent, it’s here it must be, for you see it’s your plan for victory
Never, lose hope; there is always a possibility if you don’t give out
Goodness, what a way to go, just live right and you will overcome your plight 
Function, a way of life, a stepping stone to an ultimate goal 
Organize; this will make your day, and delight you in every way
Worship, your creator a call for victory and empowerment
Acknowledge, what is right from wrong, that your scorn will be gone
Restoration, a new place to begin to alter your thrill
Destiny SPRING FOWARD never look backward to prevent
a regrettable calamity   

Copyright © Pauline White | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

Inspired by Debbie Guzzie's sonnet March Goosebumps

March brushes past us, in its blustery haste

And we, who stand where Winter’s chill once laid waste,

Watch in awe, the breath of Spring ignite the earth.

Around cold Winter’s girth, warm Spring wraps its mirth.

We know, after every death, there is rebirth.

Copyright © Michael Dom | Year Posted 2014

Details | Imagism |

A Leaf Unfurls

See all of the buds upon the trees
watch closely as slowly one unfurls
each tiny weeny leaf stretching out
one by one peeling away from the buds

Turning their faces up to the sun
some sticky buds much longer taking 
all sorts of shapes and different sizes
as they grow and cast their dappled shade

On the tender plants hiding below
shade lovers of stunning colours
scarlet red Hostas amidst bluebells
the trumpets waving on their long stems

All the sun lovers blooms open wide
drinking in the heat beaming down
tulips bright with merry stripes
all the colours of the rainbow

Swaying gentle in noon heat
tall hollyhocks stately bend
the early promise of a rose
scents abound flooding senses

So easy to lay back and drift off
sun shining down heats the skin
bees droning gathering nectar
such an idyllic place to rest awhile

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

Spring of Inspiration

Forever young, poised on the leaping edge of time,
the child essence that lives within,
age-creased the outer casing
where, paper thin, the skin grows old
and withers like spent leaves before the wind;
constantly renewed the inner stream of lightning grace, 
fresh flowing from the all wise Father's life granting hand,
an exuberant miracle captured
in so small a vessel as the timorously beating human heart.
Thus inspiration comes, lightning quick, alive, forever new,
to prick imagination's wine skin, releasing a spring of creativity,
a birth, a miracle itself, a joint act with God,
the great giver of all gifts.

© September 17, 2015
Faye Lanham Gibson

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2015

Details | Pantoum |

And The Birds Will Sing -Pantoum-

And the birds will sing as they fly through the air, oh, what joy it brings they do it with such flare. As they fly through the air the wind gently blows, oh, what a joy it brings chirping as they go. The wind gently blows softly touching the trees, chirping as they go so very peaceful to me. Softly touching the trees oh, what joy it brings, so very peaceful to me and the birds will sing. Copyright © Cynthia Jones May.27/2005

Copyright © Cynthia Jones | Year Posted 2015

Details | Sonnet |

Hope of Spring

Out the window flows my gaze
Blissfully journeying the horizon,
-- Like the fair sea bestowed per Poseidon --
Lost among secular golden haze.
  The sky leered angrily gray
And bitterly cried frigid tears
From the fjords with ducts’ flowing fears
Trapping man like a ghastly cliché.
  Chills gripped many a tree
And strangled life from all limbs
Drowning in white like a child without fins
Now life must resurrect debris.
  Aye, Apollo ogles over the hidden,
The perfume of life gleams
And so everything seems
To breathe breath brio-ridden.
  All in the course of 365 days
Can so much wither or flourish in a bouquet.

Copyright © Rick Rupinski | Year Posted 2016

Details | Acrostic |

Lavender Spring

L - Lovely lavender now removes Winters gloom,
A - Anticipation within is rising for your perfect bloom.
V - Velvety color of purple lavish your stems,
E - Even the stem doesn't know where its color ends.
N - Now slowly inhaling deep your sweet scent,
D - Delightfully you deliver what heaven meant.
E - Ever so gentle you beauty lands on the wind,
R - Reintroducing my senses to Spring once again.

Copyright © Sharon Gulley | Year Posted 2017

Details | Lyric |

The Colder the Winter the Warmer the Spring

The colder the winter the warmer the spring,
Where from nature’s palette life’s colors are drawn—
Though mute I must be in my heart still I sing,
For the darker the night the brighter the dawn.

The deeper the sorrow the greater the joy,
As shadows and sunlight play alternately—
No doubt or despair can this longing destroy
For my wild swan brothers soon to be free.

When misunderstanding and envy abound,
When devilish obstacles threaten me,
I must tap an inner resource profound—
For the wise will rejoice and the foolish flee.

The fiercer the tempest the sweeter the calm
That will promise a splendid rainbow to bring—
Though muffled in silence may all hear my psalm—
The colder the winter the warmer the spring.

~ Harley White

* * * * * * * * *

Song Lyric, from: One Two Three a Trilogy – Three – “The Wild Swans” – a rendering in musical theater by Harley White – based on the Fairy Tale by Hans Christian Andersen (1805—1875)

Excerpts from Trilogy – click on “Trilogy excerpts”…
[ harleywhite.awardspace.com ]

Copyright © Harley White | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

Yellow,Blue And Pink

The air smelling of the new Spring
The birds in the bush quietly sing
The wind gently touching the lawn
The sun with glamour kisses the moon

The sky is clean,no cloud is seen
It's time to be,on poetry keen

I gathered my stuff and set off
where the beauty, is made of
Trees,hills,flowers,and the streams' breath
I got a feeling true as faith

Amid the calm and the lands' green
Where the muse lives,and ever been

A light breeze from heaven's bliss,rose
Caressing the water and rose
Fragrance of renewal smells fair
i don't feel bad,nor have despair

Life is born from the winters' tears
Spring is a smile,no room for fears
I long to sing in duo with Spring
Poetry muse,is a beauty thing

Believe me if i tell i feel strange
I feel apart from human range
I feel i were a piece of earth
Sharing with Spring,beauty and mirth


Copyright © Lonely Shepherd | Year Posted 2015

Details | I do not know? |

Call Me In Your Seasons

Call me:

And I'll wait for the Winter.
You never left your bed.
Writing flaked out sessions.
Toppling frigid dread.

Call me:

And I'll wait for the Summer.
You never left your yard.
Writing  heated lessons.
Toppling being charred.

Call me:

And I'll wait for the Spring.
You never left your porch.
Writing muddied questions.
Toppling rain galore.

Call me:

And I'll wait for the Autumn.
You never left your couch.
Writing changed confessions.
Toppling sit in slouch. 

Copyright © Holly Bohto | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |

Nature-an inspiration

I don’t know where I shall start from,
From tiny seedlings to huge trees,
From varied seasons to storms, 
From rivers to rains,
From Flora and fauna to all living beings,
Nature has embraced within it several forms,

The network of nature is so gigantic,
That need to explore makes us frantic,

The array of our nature is colossal,
Liable for our enduring survival,

From the early mornings to deep nights,
The charm of nature makes everything bedight,

The existence would have been impossible,
If Almighty, wouldn’t have been so probable,

Happiness & contentment could spring only if lives could sustain,
Else the only solution would have been likely is to abstain,

If sun for just one day kept yawning,
Our mornings will never be so charming,

The impact of rain is so embellish,
That nothing else is worth us wanting to relish,

The species, the rivers, the matter, the geology,
The beaches, the rocks, the weather, the energy,
Is all a result of environmental synergy,

Nature is massively excessive,
Making our lives progressive,

We should be thankful to the supreme deity,
For his magnitude, his showered grace & immensity,

The relation between us and nature is eternal,
It is not only peripheral but acutely internal,

The repercussions of disturbing it can be disastrous,
But sensibly dealing with it can spring results- that too magnanimous,

Copyright © NANCY CHAWLA | Year Posted 2012

Details | Light Poetry |




Born a may child
Enjoying the summer tender mild
Maybe there is a reason
For the month that I
Came into this world
Something inside my head shone and furiously whirled
May you hold in your heart faith
May you have years of hope
May you find the strength to carry on and cope
May you grow ever more
May your life present you with
So many unique portal doors
May you learn by your mistakes
May you give instead of just blindly take
May your heart find it's meaning
May you discover natures cleaner
May you heal yourself as time goes by
May you one day, learn to hold up your weighted head
And learn how to fly
May you cry, for the good times and bad
May you wish for the things you never had
And become a greater being
For all the things do didn't receive
May you learn to hold a card up your tangled sleeve
May you find the courage to up and leave
May your life give you what you need
In the presence of all things natural and nothing of greed
May you live and learn and to the heavens your heart will yern
May you find the comfort of strong arms
May you feel the breeze when your heart is running wild
May you hold the world One day in the center of your closed up palms
Maybe there is a reason that I came to be
During the month of may
Enjoy the summer tender mild.

Written By Sarah Linklater
14th May 2015

Copyright © Sarah Linklater | Year Posted 2015

Details | Tanka |

Spring Snow-Reversed English Form Tanka-

Spring snow lays on the ground so cold I can't wait for warmth. Copyright © Cynthia Jones Mar.22/2013

Copyright © Cynthia Jones | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Ink From Springtime Fountain

Blushing poppies, red and pink flowers Grow wild and free when God is sower A host of dancing heads to the faithful beholder To a plain mind, just a passing Spring tide reminder. I see the joy from the cheeks that get warmer As dawn peeps, and the sun freezes longer Springtide, and the time is mildly softer Sweeter short whiles; happiness is long, never ! A twitter, a murmur and a breeze in the mountain A pen, a poem, and a feeling, spilling like a fountain

Copyright © Lonely Shepherd | Year Posted 2016

Details | Haiku |

Haiku - blue door

in the wild spring wind I found
      a bright blue door beyond steps
  and I opened it-

          a thousand birds chirped a song

April 14, 2017

Haiku/blue door
Copyright Protected, ID 892486

Inspiration - climb your peaceful stairway
Seasonal phrase - spring wind

One Haiku
Rick Parise

Sixth Place

Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |

Spring Sun-Life-Flows-Spring-

The Spring sun beams down life begins anew, snow melts all around the sky, a beautiful blue. Birds go through the sky music gently flows, I watch as they fly wind carries them to and fro. I take in the sight nature at its best, the sun is so bright Spring sun, never takes a rest. I don't hear a sound the sky's not so blue, dark clouds float so high the wind is crisp, as it blows, still watch the birds, as they fight stealing from each other's nests. Copyright © Cynthia Jones Mar.22/2013 I call this one a CynJon. It's named after me. I started counting syllables and didn't find anything that matched up with what I had for poetry styles. So, I figured, why not create my own style of poetry again.

Copyright © Cynthia Jones | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

A New Beginning

A New Beginning

Today I find fresh air to breathe.
Spring holds my problems that do seethe.
Under the wings of a butterfly.
In the dew that a rose petal cries.
Thrashing like the worm in a Robin’s beak.
I’ve been bound by things, afraid to speak.
I smell the Lilac, sweet as a kiss
That lifts and lightens all I do miss.
I look at the yellow dandelions smile
In the grass of fields for a distant mile.
Renewal comes from the tears cried.
It’s a new beginning for souls that tried.

Heidi Sands

Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2016

Details | Haiku |


Spring flowers still feel
The last of winter-- snowflakes
Melted to feed them.

Copyright © L. M. | Year Posted 2017