Life Spring Poems

coral cloud sails in convoy mist melts in meadow…
dew breathes scent of spring

sunburst dawn sky flares
chromatic surge explodes buds...
butterfly show starts

Trees spring to life after...

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In the dusting of the springtime 
Sweet scented thoughts of yesterday 
The singing of the birds that rhyme 
Still plays loud in the month of...

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My colors bloom and die with the seasons of life
My colors are bright and paint everything around me
My colors are dead and my broken bones...

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Take a leisurely stroll in the pine grove.
The time of rejuvenation has begun.
A light drizzle will do, as will a shady cove.
The whole area is...

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It gives my heart pause and a deeper sigh
when the wind asks the leaves to dance for me
as the birds fly high,  no clouds...

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In the dusting of the Springtime,
a special time comes to my mind;
those days when life was so sublime-
and happiness- not hard to find.

Sweet-scented thoughts of...

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Drawing near to the end of May
(The month devoted to Mary)
Sweet-scented thoughts of yesterday
Immerse me in books! I tarry...

From the Spring-cleaning I should do
And progressing...

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In the dusting of the springtime 

sweet scented thoughts of yesterday

A cool tame breeze in the air

Trees sway back and forth gracefully 
 
Blossoms bloom,...

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In The Dusting Of The Springtime 

Sweet Scented Thoughts Of Yesterday

A cool tame breeze in the air

Trees sway back and forth gracefully 
 
Blossoms bloom,...

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Oh, Mother Nature, teach us to dance
To harmonize and find our balance
In your world of beauty and grace
So we can all thrive in this precious...

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Season's change is a paradigm
With rose hip seeds flying astray
In the dusting of the Springtime
Sweet scented thoughts of yesterday

Winter days gone with gray and gloom
Gardens...

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Of all the blooms that herald spring's return,
The crocus reigns supreme, a regal sight,
As if the earth has shed its wintry stern,
Its vibrant hues a...

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Wake up
Run to the door
Spring is in a hurry
To engage, arouse, ignite.  Then
Summer 
...

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In the dusting of the springtime
Lies the reviving whiff of thyme,
The cleansing breath of revival,
The hint of rebirth's arrival.

The cold wreak of dank days are...

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The artist, Spring, has painted many hours
On easel earth, creating lovely flowers

Strawberry blossoms giggle, ‘look at me’
As each is a masterpiece nominee

Look at me? But...

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