Springing Poems - Poems about Springing

...You wake up, leaving me alone Are you now wise enough to see? Twice I trod young, towards far western climes Twice, the change capturing naive heart. Then I camped in wild Mountain’s high ......Read More

... “Expresso Shot” He drank tibetan milk tea from his saucer like a cloistered munk his conversation was hushed and tinctured with fountains of try-too-hard s......Read More

...The palace door swings wide open with delight In the yearly cyclic calendar, behold the sight, A new move of the Spirit, awakening this hour, Where whispers of hope blossom with every prayer. F......Read More

...Memories go back to my vanished youth, And I reminisce clearly my master’s beautiful farmhouse. With its granaries full of corn and wheat. He was once a zealous farmer working day and nigh......Read More

...I stood on the tip of the top of the cliff and looked down, Though valleys seemed colorful, scenes deep down were grey and brown; A few freshwater streams were springing from filmy fountains, Lo, ......Read More

... Close your eyes my friend and you might once again hear our laughter clinging to the breeze that moves through the open windows of childhood memories. Take a deep breath and smell the sweet sce......Read More

...The sun is peeping out the sky to greet the rainclouds goodbye, the rainbows are sweating in the sweltering heat and the cargo ships are loaded and ready for the next fleet, tension is raising high a......Read More

...On this day when One walks outside The fumes are coming off the roads The mountains appear full of smoke Dust is flying around seeking relief Many seek for shade but none found Oh, ye cloud......Read More

...Dumbfoundedness still prevails three weeks later... when held spellbound courtesy grifter Flim-flam man left lasting emotional whiplash his derelict perfected artifice to hijack every last cent......Read More

...I have been on a roller coaster ride, on a bid to survive; I have been on a Rolla coaster ride with destiny gallivanting by my side. I have inherited an empty barrel with grease saturated at the bott......Read More

... Most times, I feel just great. Most times, I have nothing that aches. Most times, I climb those stairs with gusto, as the blood in my aging veins increases its flow. Believe me when I say, "I......Read More

...White sun springing forth from the Earth slicing through nimbostratus apostates oscillating in the saffron sky radiant rays like yarns of silk a mellifluous drapery of Lydian arpeggios sendi......Read More

...As the Earth’s Southern Pole is pushed farthest Away from sun, Winter Solstice arrives. The sleepy sun's up-time is, the shortest It's been all this year, shortchanging our lives. Sol has its ......Read More

... In the rain some people are salt. Then, dissolving like one they should halt: That God had okayed Rainfall no fault; My challenge to delay Destined Vault… The coldest rains could invite that ......Read More

...A whistling toad is an abomination to the soul and a barking dog is enough to start the brawl; the wind cannot keep still because it is draining energy from the flour mill, the yellow jacket wasp is ......Read More