Best Seasonsspring Poems
The days are warming, the wheat is growing,
Cold winds soon away from us flowing.
The buds are popping all over the trees,
and soon I'm sure will come the bees.
This is my favorite time of year,
for springs warm days are very near.
It's still a little early I know it's true,
But this feeling's so very much like the flu.
I am longing to dig and plant the ground,
But wait I will, until spring comes round!
For many times this fever I've faced
and to the garden shops I race...
Happily planting and feeling so good,
With the next week in snow I stood.
Lessons sometimes are hard to learn,
I think this time I'll wait my turn.
Its beautiful flowers that I want to see,
So hurry up Spring for I have SEEDS!
Sun shining on a spring day
Grass spent months under winter’s snow
Reaching for the sky
Hoping for that one last sunbeam
Desiring a moment of warmth
Streams covered with ice
Thaw into distant rivers
Feeding fields as they flow by
Plants and trees spread into life
Showing a beauty hidden by the icy cold
Flowers burst through the ground
Hues and tints not remembered
Brought back to the imagination
Turning empty hillsides into palettes
Painted by brushes created at the start of time
The colors grow and fade
As the time of summer comes and goes
And once again
The beauty and color of life
Hides beneath a white blanket
Waiting for that one moment
For the sun to return on another spring day
Winter feels the coming spring
As it gasps for it's last breath
For spring has won the battle
And handed winter it's death
The flowers dance in unison
As the sparrow begins to sing
The willow tree waves it's branches
In honor of the coming spring
The brooks are bubbling over
With heightened anticipations
The clouds all cast their shadows
With familar illustrations
Winter is now a memory
As spring begins to dance
A time for new beginnings
And nature's own romance
Summer sunshine in her hair
The Autumn moon in her eyes
Winter’s promise buried there
Hints of Spring therein lies
The Autumn moon in her eyes
Winter’s snow upon her skin
The seeds of Spring wait to rise
To field the Summer once again
Winter’s snow upon her skin
Spring flowers to grace her face
Summer’s vow to come again
Until Autumn takes its place
Spring flowers to grace her face
Summer’s sunshine in her hair
Autumn hints leave bare a trace
That Winter’s cold will follow there
The grasses are green...
and sky is so blue...
true spring can be seen...
in oh! what a view!
The beautiful flowers...
of colors enthrall...
share springtime showers..
from heavens fall..
The trees bear foliage...
the songbirds appear...
singing such knowledge...
of springtime cheer!
The bees come alive...
as flowers hold their heed...
then back to the hive...
with harvested need...
Good weather for days...
of sunshine perchance...
Unless raininess plays..
in vegetative advance...
Such flourishing nature..
lends spring fully cast...
thus nurtures such stature...
for summer at last.
Oh, spring of laughter, spring of cheer.
How glad I am to see you here.
Your skies are eyes of blue that smile;
your lilacs and fresh air beguile.
And glee, your tenor, greets my ear.
With twittering, sweet birds appear,
and mirthfully, cool streams run clear.
You sprinkle rains from magic vial.
Oh, spring of laughter.
Mistress of our emerald sphere,
before your looking glass we peer.
May all reflect, at least this while
a joy that’s free of grief and guile.
May sunshine days be ever near.
Oh, spring of laughter.
For Carol Brown's SPRING Contest
Spring spring how nice of you to come
So happy all the cold and snow is done
Let's enjoy the flowers the birds and the bees
Fun things to watch like leaves grow back on trees
I love spring and I know I'm not the only one
Frühlingsblumen / Flowers of Spring / Flores de primavera
Tage sind länger
Und Frühlingsblumen blühen
In den Vorgärten
An einer Linde am Fluss
Klopft nur ein Specht seinen Takt
Days are longer
And spring flowers are blooming
In the front gardens
A linden tree by the river
Only a woodpecker beats his beat
Días son más largos
Flores de primavera florescen
En los jardines
Un árbol de tilo al río
Sólo un pájaro carpintero golpea a su ritmo
*For Deborah Guzzi's The Twining Contest...
*Co written with Linda-Marie Bariana
"Calendar Caviar"
Windy Winter,
Snowy, chilling cold,
Shivering frosty flakes blow.
Winter runs from Spring peeking back
With childlike eyes, seasons hide and seek.
Showery Spring rains,
Thunder, lightening on window panes,
With patriotic claims to so inflame.
Summer beckons breezes wave,
Vacations in deep warmth enslave,
Autumn delights with changing leaves.
Trees must answer with colors of
Yellow, orange and red; Fall daze.
Nature's Royal Flush,
a potpourri of season's flair,
The shining star, of calendar caviar.
Up a country road Wisteria blooms
The soft lavender fragrant buds await
Easy sunlight gently touches blossoms
Sends wafing aromatic breeze thru gate
White Dogwood blooms spot multicolored woods
Gently lift and fall in soft spring air
Impressionistic Azalea blooms stood
Colorful ornaments on creek's bend fair
Narcissus stand in trim and neat rows
Except at homeplaces beside the road
Where they are free to send out young
For our rejoicing when spring has sprung
In the warm spring nature's bouquets abound
Sakura, Tulips short time are around
Life is like a warm summer day;
Full of obstacles and delay.
Like is like a summer past;
No single moment will ever last.
Life is like some winter snows;
It has its high points and its lows.
Life is like a winter sky;
Beautiful, until the day you die.
Life is like an autumn wind;
Chilling you through 'til the end.
Life is like an autumn moon;
Foretelling of something coming soon.
Life is like a spring rain;
Giving you something to gain.
Life is like a spring child;
Always smiling, always wild.
Life is short,
So live it tall
And God will see
You through it all.
(Dedicated To Ebony Webb R.I.P)
Someday the spring will be ours
Someday loves dice will fall for sure
Some summer when time waits to lure
Our hearts to find just the right hours.
No brook shall steal away the flowers
Nor dirty spring waters pure.
Someday the spring will be ours
Someday loves dice will fall for sure.
Fascination becomes the tour
For springs trumpets are not lour.
We quietly search the towers
Where first we discovered allures.
Someday the spring will be ours.
{Rondel form}
Spring is a noble season
it's a time of show and tell
nature reveals its majesty
we can sense that all is well.
The trees are turning green again
there's a balmy fresh air breeze
the sounds of Spring can now be heard
from the songbirds in the trees.
There's the sparkle of a babbling brook
sunshine warms the air
the sky is a lovely sapphire-blue
there's beauty everywhere.
A Lilac scent enchants the breeze
with a smell like sweet perfume
our little furry friends appear
other flowers are in bloom.
When Winter's gone and Spring arrives
it's like a great rebirth
with all the lovely sights and sounds
it's like Heaven here on Earth.
Dragonflies soaring everywhere,
To show that Spring is in the air.
Children coming out to play
And this is what they have to say;
"Spring, Spring, Spring is here today!"
The holidays have come and gone
The ground is white with snow
As fragile tulips sleep beneath
A winter's tundra glow
Our Christmas trees have been replaced
By Valentines of red
We try to face tomorrow's dawn
Without a weather dread
But we have hope that Spring will come
Its God's promise to renew
Our frozen earth and bare-limb trees
With color, tint and hue
I know not when the world will warm
But this I know is true
When spring announces it is here
It renews my love for you
You bring the sunlight with your smile
The lilacs with your touch
And when the grass begins to green
I love you oh so much
You pledged to me a life of joy
No matter what the season
That is why I love you so
I don't need a better reason