Spring Rhyming Poems

March is a soft conversation
as I look out the window.

March is the front lawn
after shaking off remnants of snow.

March is a sunny day
and in the...

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MID-SPRING

It is mid-May,
Mid the welcome of spring’s changes all
Over the norther hemisphere;
Amid still growing joy with strolls through
Parks and fields, admiring the all
  ...

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Translations of the Oldest English Rhyming Poems

The Rhymed Poem aka The Rhyming Poem aka The Riming Poem
Old English/Anglo-Saxon poem from the Exeter Book, circa 990...

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Working

Don’t like working 
‘Cause it’s really such a bore.
Don’t like meeting deadlines,
‘Cause they’re really such a chore.
Don’t like attending meetings all day long,
Since you just...

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Springtime


Springtime, springtime it’s in the air.
Gonna put on my shorts and sandals and visit the local state fair.
The flowers are all blooming and the breeze...

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A bitter, bitter, bitter, blow,
As Coronavirus shuts down Padstow,
Nurses wear masks and patients wear gowns,
As the global pandemic attacks Cornish towns,
Just a small virus which...

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Leach lessons come with rains of spring on soil.
Give freely wise teach without toil,
for soon enough the blossoms of peach arrive.
Embrace the flower, inhale peace...

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They said I was an “old fart”
But I hardly think that’s true
My boobs were done in ‘75
But my teeth and knees are new.

And since my...

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She plucks her harp with passion seen,
A passion, passion, passion seen.
Her face, as summers had once been.
Her face warm thaws a freeze.

Now climates changing seasons...

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The warmth of springtime, sunny bright,
So sunny, sunny, sunny bright,
Springtime flowers, a calming sight,
Springtime birds sing, welcome!

The sound of summer, buzzing, fun,
Wow,  buzzing, buzzing,...

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o~Spring Is A Very Beautiful Season~o
(Rhyming Couplet)



Springs a beautiful time of the year
We can hear birds and enjoy flowers near

During this time the trees are...

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A poem that simply does not rhyme: 
In my opinion, has no chime.
The bells and whistles of a rhyming sequence,
Is the kind of music, my...

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Rippling brook rushes
Swollen with spring rain gushes..
Eddie place bulrushes

Alligator suns
Basking her tough hide, sun buns..
Hippo destroys fun

Spring turns winter's tide
Nature comes quickly alive..
Bees buzz hopes...

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icy kiss of death
frozen on sweet autumn’s breast
winter’s frosty breath   

frozen crystal spears
melting in a thousand tears
joyful spring is here

what were buds on...

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