Spring February Poems

February wasn't all wind and snow,
around the corner the dogwood tree
has bloomed before the Crack willow! 

Hummingbirds start warbling again,
to awaken the old oaks in...

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Calm halts clouds swollen with snow,
they will resent the continuous blow
of the four winds of bitter February;
an unleashed snowstorm is pure fury!

An elated mood rises...

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February 27th Lower Peninsula of Michigan
One week of true cold and snow is all
This year
Today is the warmest day ever recorded
For this entire month

An ancient...

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Frozen drifts of snow will soon melt upon the high bluff
Ending Winter's hold, in time for warmer days of reprieve
Blooming will be a tulip, sprouted...

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Pleasant spring like day February 9th, 2024

A scent (and sixth sense predominates),
when apple boughs
and other aromatic flora
laden with blossoms and fruit
gently assail cilia of the...

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soft reflections
after rain
cardinals dance
the refrigerator hums
time whispers
not quite spring
I write a poem
my friend
she waits for me
my friend
I write a poem
not quite spring
time whispers
the refrigerator hums
cardinals...

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Groundhog day 2024 or Forty one days since 2023 Winter Solstice

Rather than be a day late
and dollar short, I opted   
to post poem...

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I'm not writing another
All the words have since been said
Besides, it's dark and it's cosy
As I lie alone in bed

I'll magic up a subject..
Let the...

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Bleak February,
masquerading as the month of love,
though no redeeming qualities are born in you.

No purple berry
nor fuchsia flower blooming brightly,
just sighing earth between pale moons...

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Spring winds blow their sound,
Winter now is bound.
Knees in,
Melted, sludgy-browned,
Green peaks through the ground.
These in,
Nature's own impound,
Exiled now, grave mound,
Squeeze in.

Snow tries to reason,
Get one...

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February, foe or friend
Gone too soon or never ends
February, warm or chill
First of spring or winter still

February, clear or muddled
Blue sky in a dirty puddle
February,...

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Brutal winds snap frozen branches,
no drowsy Tree Sparrows soak up sun rays;
I shiver wondering if they can survive...
somewhere huddled together to stay alive!

The Hudson River...

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January, February
This moon is noon-sun bright
It’s luminary
Incendiary
And it’s glowing snowy white

Blue and green
And aquamarine
Are nature’s precious gems
A silver sheen
A golden gleam
Is seen in each of...

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The date of the celebration
(the second day of February) coincides
with medieval feast of Candlemas,
and its pre-Christian predecessor,
Imbolc, a day also rich in folklore.

An old Scottish...

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