Change Spring Poems | Examples
These Change Spring poems are examples of Spring poems about Change. These are the best examples of Spring Change poems written by international poets.
silver spring light drifts
across the mirror’s quiet face;
I watch myself change~
wonder rising in its place.
You still cherish
that rag doll from your childhood.
As if you never grew up.
When you change the water in the vase,
lightly stroking the lily stems,
I am moved…
You always bloom when surrounded by flowers.
And when we lie side by side
for eternity, half-immersed in sadness,
it seems to me that life is not to be taken
too seriously.
They arrive at the start of spring,
In the morning light, they sing,
On branches high they dance,
Daringly reaching for the sky, taking a chance.
Emerald leaves sway gently
in the breeze,
A soothing sound spreads among
the trees.
Beneath Summer’s warmth they drink and drink,
In various colours displaying their
beauty, glittering in sync.
Then in a blink comes autumn’s call,
Turning emerald leaves to gold and
red,
Each leaf’s vein bleeds,
And in a final twirl to the ground,
they gracefully fall.
By Zyrool
9/26
Vernal Equinox
This is a day for picking up
that cast-aside poetry book
about dreams deferred, its clarity
a balm to your chafing heart.
This is a day for cabernet or single
malt scotch, as you sit, dressed in
flannel PJs beside a crackling fire.
Let the day-long rain clean windows
wash streets, coax roots, feed seeds,
kiss buds keen to burst into blossoms.
Let Winter’s protracted discontent pass
and Spring give birth to hope.
Every morning rain or shine,
she has breakfast with her flock.
The seasons change and
each has their peculiarities.
Still her faithful companions
visit daily at the appointed hour.
She leaves them seeds so they'll know
they're always welcome.
She hopes they'll come this spring
to build their nests within her flower garden.
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Quote
May is the month of promise and the sweet beginnings of Summer
author Unknown
The last month of autumn for me is May
Our sunny blue skies make way for the grey.
Leaves flutter down, making trees cold and bare
Mornings are cooler with mist in the air.
Soon May will leave us, as winter takes hold
Fire's will light up to keep out the cold.
So, while you enjoy your spring there in May
Wait for the summer to brighten your day
The seasons will change in each hemisphere
While you have summer, it is winter here.
Sunday next the clocks
spring forward into magic,
we will join the daffodils
and crocus to meet
the sun and dance with wild wind
and sing joy-filled harmonies
of many splendid
things to welcome season’s change~
goodbye to winter
slumber and the cold
dark days of constant restraint
and ashes on the hearth.
The change winds blow,
Goodbye, brightest snow.
Hello, warmer days,
Crisp mornings and sun rays.
Seems an Ice Age past
Since we saw each other last.
And did you bring anything
'Cept this urge to sing?
You were never good
At wrapping gifts,
As you knew it would;
It makes my spirits lift.
Tied in ribbon, bound with string,
I can already tell,
With cheering bell,
It's spring.
spring air
flows flair
plants’ womb
buds bloom
tints fling
painting
design
divine
grand shows
lilt glows
breeze vents
spring scents
minds blue
change hue
A frigid spell of arctic air
adorns the tranquil western scene;
a stunning glimpse of fall’s affair
with spring’s vivacious flower queen.
When autumn’s cooling wind combines
with April's warming playful breeze,
a whirling tempest paints designs
on grounds of winter’s icy freeze.
On sculptured hills of milky snows
October's tepid finger strolls,
and May's seductive blossom grows
when rising mercury controls.
Two heated seasons blend in time,
creating havoc in the sky.
Through swelling clouds of grey they climb
releasing moisture as they fly.
A blizzard raves across the path
of spring and autumn’s torrid flight,
and winter smiles in aftermath;
they outperformed this glacial night.
thought winter would never end its streak
but here it is May with nature at its peak
AP: 2nd place 2026
gentle ray of sun
melting last remains of snow
tulips in all hues
Submitted on , 2025 for contest A SPRING HAIKU sponsored by TANIA KITCHIN - RANKED 2ND
april showers
the thought of winter
washed away
The dark sky stretches across the heights.
Overcast clouds roam, late at night.
The round moon does not reveal its rays.
The snow on the peaks may melt away.
In the morning, the sparrows fly joyfully,
Plucking flowers and perching in the trees.
A pair of wild doves appears sad and silent,
While blackbirds search for worms with talent.
Spring flowers bloom along the front fence,
Like a group of teenagers practicing a dance,
Watching the rain play in the new season.
The small leaves will take turns next month.
The spring blends both sad and happy
It is a rule that governs human society
There is a desire for couples to despise
Thus, we all change from time to time
mister raven, i implore
don't come knockin' at my door
always sayin' nevermore
don't come knockin' at my door
mister raven, here's the thing
flowers bloom and it is spring
you should know it's time to sing
flowers always bloom in spring
be not black and be not blue
i have found a love that's true.
mister raven, change your hue
i have found a love that's true
mister raven, little dear
one day, you will be welcome here
mister raven, don't bring fear
and you will be most welcome here