February Personification Poems

"Except the Lord build the house, they labour in vain that build it." Psalm 127:1 of the King James Bible

 Behold me…
marked with awesome affectionate...

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The first time I saw her face, dripping water from stands of dark brown hair, eyes bright and innocent, she spoke to me, telling me...

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Good morning, Spring.

I saw you yesterday for the first time in 2024.
I did not know how long you had been standing
there. My wife saw you...

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Beware of my building tension might
driving destructive and perilous fight
or causing anxious, grievous fright
toward shameful frustrating flight.

Be braced against my building tension height
toppling solid relationships...

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She whispers in winds
as limbs dance.
I’m back she says-
I’ve come back
from the frozen ground.
In her left hand
a bag of seeds
and I steal a glance
out the...

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O season of amber tulips, of yellow daffodils,
Of grinning verdant prairies, of cheery hills, 
Of giggling, burbling streams rushing to seas,
Of fragrant breeze rustling passions...

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Far in the distance voices are calling out her name.
Grown weary of winter, she hears them exclaim,
"Spring, please come early and rid us of the...

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Season am I that nurtures Nature
Toward budding and blooming feature
With wondrous creativity force
Birth-filled showing God as blessings’ Source.

I’m a period for sprouting green leaves
Reverberating harvest...

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The songbirds sing a rock n' roll
while the fishes dance a swim. 
The trees and flowers dance a stroll
while cows and horses twist and scream....

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She walks with me
Out by the sea
And I feel free

Sharing my mind
With me aligned
One of a kind

Disturbing not
My silent thought
She's my friend hot

Gentle and soft
A...

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I push the gate- each year elate,
ending my wait to replay fate.
My roots await to drink, hydrate
and fully sate for full growth rate.

Stems push up...

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Spring skips along over billowed clouds
peers down at the brown, drying glades,
many trees with branches bare, yet proud
all still in winter masquerade.

"This mustn't be," Spring...

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I am a glass,
important in your life;
I hold selected drinks
to quench your thirst.
At your side-
in both good times and strife-
upon your list of needs,
I am...

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On the wings of winter the polar winds sigh and depart,
the frost-fastened barren boughs hear their harsh whisper… 
“you’ll listen to the sweet spring music...

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Cherry blossom swells my heart
Harks those that stroll on by
Each year I hear the same
Relish every word, 'tell me more' I cry
Rush of pride, fills...

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