Journey Spring Poems

She turns sixteen one cold December clime
He strings dissembling lover’s thorns so girthed
The sprouts of pristine virtue split by crime
The core is sore, this shriveled...

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Beneath the dome of an unforgiving sky, a spring with a leaden heart warms up,
Around it, whole worlds gather, with stiffened breaths and glassy stares,
Herds...

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Is it Spring? How long has it been? Is it Spring? I don’t see the grass growing, the lawns are dry, the leaves are falling...

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A deeper silence diffuses rapidly around Nature waiting
for its awakening, a shine less, discontent and wandering 
star gleams with a scarcely light so murky and...

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Shii, Listen! Did you hear that sound? Place your finger across your lips and listen carefully to what is going around.

It is enigmatic, and sensational,...

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A melodious symphonic journey by the rose-bush….
No more waiting…air is crisp and delightful again,
Mystical breeze waltzing, whistling romantic stories,
Pristine clouds floating like sailboats in the...

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Let us compose  a sonata that captures the essence of spring's repose.
With each note and chord, let nature's beauty unfold,
As we embark on a...

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Heal sadness with gladness
Play jazz, smile that courteous smile
Ease illness with illness
Pour some wine, stop for a while
Before the journey begins
Scroll down your inner book
Find...

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"Morning arrives when the brilliant sun first kisses the earth." Quote Written By Poet

The hot sun burns my fragile skin,
I am turning red like a...

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Cherry blossoms, with a mundane grace,
Drift    d  o    w      n
Like hollow trees, in...

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A SPRING DAY IN DERBYSHIRE DALES

Sit with me a while, here on the soft green grass, that hides the Gentian Violet and the Daisy peeping...

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In a vibrant forest green and alive,
Two trails met under the radiant sky.
With excitement, I thought to embrace the expanse,
Seeing each pathway as a wondrous...

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Just a little spring that bubbled out from 'neath a stone

          She knew the rock was...

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First blush of Spring-Summer time,

A world awakening to warmth sublime,

Meadows burst with life anew,

Chasing away the winter's blue.


Morning sunshine, on dewy blades,

Nature's canvas, in shades...

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At ten the road is seldom marked.
Mile markers are closer at ninety.
The road of life is long or short,
depending on where you are.

The in between...

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