Love Spring Poems | Examples
These Love Spring poems are examples of Spring poems about Love. These are the best examples of Spring Love poems written by international poets.
Spring comes as does love.
Couples unite with the very best intentions.
Seasons come and seasons go.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
In
Your eyes
I could've
Melted away
Into the spring rain,
Until no thoughts came to mind.
I don't want to ponder, I just
Want to hold your hands while I
Become something akin to nothingness.
Flowers fall away into puddles;
Before I could comprehend it,
The ripples pushed us apart.
Deep in our sleep, we dream
Of childish things like
"Fate" and "true love";
Even now
You still
Dream.
My speckled leopard
blooming magnolias
late May
Like a budding rose
Shedding it’s petals
Our love will continue to grow
Like a seed sowed in the earth
It will continue to give birth
To new foundations and beginnings
Through the harshness of winter
Through the season’s rain
We will endure the elements
Until the spring blooms again
Flourished by the sweet kiss
Of nature’s bliss
Our love will mature
For like a rose that has drunk too much water
Or has never seen the sun’s glow
It shall wither away and die
Nourished by equal amounts of care and understanding
Our love will continue to grow
Sunlight warms and showers cool
and new emotions make you a fool
When you are in love in Spring
is more than the birds that sing
Flowers blooming row after row
a sweet smile knocks you off your toes
To hear the laughter and see that face
nothing else could ever take their place
For love only desires the here and now
love always thinks that there is somehow
Day dreaming of that special one to be
at night dreams of love for your honey
Spring above all is for the young
life is new and love has you strung
Confused bewilder love is never fair
but stubborn romantic what do you care
Spring is here, Spring is new
Spring is first love what can you do
Pursue and pray and ask for a date
enjoy this Spring and always tempt fate
May is the month
For sun and rain to calm
All the hearts who’ve known
The hope of a gentle psalm
May is the time
For earth and sky to write
Stories of creation,
All the world seems right
May is the prayer
For heart and soul kneel,
Raising hands to heaven
Knowing God, it’s Him I feel
May is the month
For life to begin anew,
A heart to hear God’s voice
As the wind sings true
May is the miracle
Written by God’s grace
The gentle joy and purpose
As we rest in His embrace
"May the queen of blossoms, and fulfilling flowers, what pretty music shall we charm the hours?" - Lord Edward Thurlow,
You hold spring beauty in your pouch,
Kangaroo-style; yes, queen of blossoms,
You weave a tapestry of bright colors.
Oh, your sunflowers; they crane their necks
To follow the bright afternoon sun.
Your blooming chrysanthemums, arresting;
Flirting with butterflies and hummingbirds.
Your h e a l i n g rain overflow my cup
With gratitude; you stay dressed up in green.
I hear birds tweet their mirth. I love thee, May.
"May, queen of blossoms, and fulfilling flowers, what pretty music shall we charm the hours?" - Lord Edward Thurlow
Love me like an aching rose of May.
Undress the music beneath petals,
while my soul sips musky dews
of lilac dreams and velvet breeze,
sensing your scent upon my skin;
for I taste the unspoken want
in the hieroglyphics of your heart
as I turn to the lyrics of spring.
O moonlight, stay with me, I crave you,
like breathless flowers thirsting for rain...
sweet spring awakens earth from winter sleep
with bold shouts of color playfully laid
on flowers, chirping birds and butterflies~
for you the elder willows will still weep,
and here in softness of the springtime glade
our nature's own dear Mother will advise
those who come with heavy heart’s hopeless pleas,
those whose love of life has been sudden frayed
by winter's last cold storm in human guise~
now you may take ease
storms have made you wise.
"May is the month of expectation, the month of wishes, the month of hope." - Emily Brontë
For the love of May, the month of expectation,
I walk through mornings bright with new creation;
a hush of promise drifts along my way.
For the love of May, the month of wishes rising,
each blossom opens like a dream surprising;
a hush of promise drifts along my way.
For the love of May, the month of hope made tender,
I feel the world lean softly toward it’s splendor;
a hush of promise drifts along my way.
It’s time to love
Need someone, need a meeting, need a wish
Together, only one desire. I can’t find this place
So far, so far, blocked time, The bees are flies
One of you, one of mine, spring flowers are far
Why? Why do you make everything in this style?
You are there, I am here, created distance kills
I can’t love
Staying at home
Walking in my own home
Nice fields
Wild flowers
A bee flies
Black and yellow
The bee colours
Honeycomb
It’s time to taste
You, with you
The love
Spring, I love you
Warm sunbeams dance
Life starts anew
Green everywhere
Flowers unfurl
Joy fills the air
Soft breezes blow
World starts to grow
Gentle and slow
Fresh colours bright
Spring's lovely sight
Pure, sweet delight
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Spring!
Chaotic child ~tender youth
Mischievous minx ~ naughty tease
Capricious tot ~ steadfast love
Rowdy moppet ~ serene babe
Teases sunlight into rains
Daffodils don't seem to mind
As they twinkle with raindrops
All of my senses have been arrested
And captured and none has protested.
I see, hear, feel, taste, and smell
It's the season of life, show, and tell
It's the season shouting, "Resurrection!"
Pointing us all in the right direction.
It's the masterful lyrics of early Spring
She invades the season with life, and sings
Warming air, green grasses, and budding trees
Everything that breathes and beams life agrees
Oh, how I love her and the beauty she brings
Red roses, glowing in the sunlight without pain
White roses, shouting aloud without shame
Pink roses, so stunning and worthy of fame
Yellow roses, looking sweeter than sugar cane
Spring refreshes my life and keeps me sane
With the evening the silence returns
I can see from the patio door
How the setting sun slowly burns
On the photo you took a year ago
Here’s our past, with all it maintains
We were desperate to get this place
Dreaming out our elaborate plans
Discussing it face to face
Now it’s over, so nowhere we are
But I need to know, can you tell
Why did you go that far?
"My love, I just felt not well…"