Change Spring Poems

april showers
the thought of winter
washed away


posted on April 24, 2025...

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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...

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I wait for the rain,
So it may express what I never could.
—And when it falls, I want it to pour relentlessly,
To match the depth of...

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My skin’s made of flowers,
Waiting to blossom in the shade,
Fighting the urge to turn grey,
As they look desperately for—
The summer breeze of tomorrow.
Where their petals...

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As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew  
anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on...

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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...

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Flammable I’m nor dry tinder,
Scare me nor threaten of lightning,
Past autumn and chilly winter,
I look forward to the next spring.

I’m already left with few leaves,
Let...

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Spring is not just a season
It's a state of mind 
Every day the sun gets warmer
The days get longer 
Somewhere inside us 
Something important awakens...

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Winter brings cold
Demands respect
Its word is bold
Best to protect

Fall offers thrills
Tree colors change
Nights bring sharp chills
Gusts spin windvanes

Spring brings new birth
And sparks new dreams
Birds sing...

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Drizzle drip the rain slips
Down from the eaves 
To water a seed
Pitter patter
Meandering shower
Sullen clouds
Jacob's ladder
Seasons change
Sustaining towers
Tendrils reach
Birthing a flower
[]
a tiny tendril
Fragile and pure
Unraveling...

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REJOICED AND GLAD

Awakened naturally—no need to go

to the bathroom—I peeked  through

the blinds of the bedroom window, 

and there it was: had I been dreaming,...

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Drip. Drop.
Spring again.
Last year they left.
This year we met.
Sweet blossoms and smoke mix in the air.
I ask myself why I chase ashes....

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Spring is the season of rebirth.
Flowers bloom again, the air is fresh, the sun stays a little longer in the sky.
People smile, and the world...

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The driveway is now a swamp of wet muck,
I fear driving any car but the truck,
without four-wheel drive, you’re gonna get stuck;
oh mud season has...

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The echoes of Winter are fading from 
view,
Softly, time whispers, out with the old,
make way for the new,
The sun is shining bright, and the sky
...

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