Ballad Spring Poems

In my palm, let a spring of living ages drip,  
To breathe into you the ancestral land, without cross, without boundary,  
Lend me...

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love, spring, and death

it was spring, late April, snow thawed and sun-warmed
winter cold faces, I was 18 and in love
the object of my desire was...

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Amidst the canvas of new leaves spun,
Where robin's song meets the rising sun,
A melody weaves through fragrant air,
A troubadour strums without a care.

In the verdant...

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Whose woods these are I cannot say,
Their laughter rings from far away.
They don’t mind me dancing here,
As the sun beams down, so clear.

My lively dog...

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A whisper in the breeze, a dance of golden light,
Informed me that the season past
Would soon embrace the morning's sight.

I stood within a budding grove,
Among...

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Amidst the chill of winter's parting sigh,
The first of daisies dare to dot the glade,
As whispered secrets of the springtime nigh,
Promise the bloom where snow...

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As winter's grip begins to fade,
And snow surrenders to the blade
Of daffodils that pierce the earth,
We witness Spring's delightful birth.

The frigid air now warms its...

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As winter's grasp begins to wane,
And snow gives way to gentle rain,
A whisper stirs the sleeping land,
A touch from nature's tender hand.

The crocus, bold, breaks...

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Whispers of a season anew,
When winter's reign is almost through,
Beneath the snow, a secret stirs,
Spring's gentle breath, the world prefers.

Blossoms blush in tender light,
Breaking free...

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In the quiet hush of winter's end,
Where snow once lay, now flowers ascend.
A whisper soft, the breezes sing,
Announcing the birth of radiant spring.

The crocus peeks...

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Whispering winds in the midst of dawn,
Break winter’s grip, its coldness gone.
Beneath the earth, green tendrils peek,
Promising secrets they can't yet speak.

Buds upon branches begin...

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In the quiet of winter's end,
Where frost once claimed its reign,
Emerges a tender, gentle trend—
The beginning of spring's sweet refrain.

Buds dare to push through the...

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“and the birds twitter like whispering violins”
Quote by – Constance La France

Whiffs of fragrant breeze propagate tranquility
Kissing delicate roses, blushing amber beauty,
Rustling leaves of willows,...

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Ascending dawn scintillates in golden sunrise
Enriching ambience of grinning crimson skies
As gentle winds propagate splendorous themes
Of budding prairies, of avid burbling streams,
Of fragrant revelry swaying...

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The glimpse of something recognizable; meant seeing her, only see would be with him, and us together had been strained to exhaustion. But maybe the...

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