Spring Terza Rima Poems

Silken whispers greet the blithe morning
damp mist spring tap on red  oak door
joyful treat preempted faint dawning

Felicity a phase one can’t ignore
bright daffodil white...

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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."

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Pin oaks unfurl golden flags in September
Until they stand starkly naked and proud
While the ground is carpeted, I remember,

Strong autumn breezes their heads bowed
Hovering over...

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Autumn's breath makes the willow weep with grief,
for her leaves dangle as brisk winds begin to blow.
She cries for their demise, whose lives were too...

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From the woolly blanket of stygian gloom,
Sun has emerged beaming garishly bright.
Bees buzz around flowers that bloom.

Between the twilight gloom and the golden light,
Earth looks...

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Soft shades of olive, emerald, and peridot
Filter through the early morning gray mists,
Greening of spring in my beloved meadow.

A stroll through the lea tops my...

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A high pressure is moving up from the south
Which means fair weather for tomorrow, I think,
At least that’s what I’m getting by word of mouth.

According...

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I hear the music, magic all around,
the little birds are singing in my dreams,
ah, how I missed this pleasant, joyful sound.

I feel the freshness of...

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Quote by Oscar Wilde

What plagues you so, fourth season of the year?
You seem compelled to bluster, snow, and hail;
how bleak to find you so devoid...

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Out of the northwest a cold blast of Arctic air
Sweeping across the central plains with fury,
Covers the ground where the meadow is bare.

With an attitude...

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The time descends when night to be, 
In close touch, communion with me,
It holds mirror to me to see,

To look into the day so spent,
To...

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Live life as it goes—
Of a free-willed carefree bird,
Of a sprightly spring,

Sighs nor e’er sorrows,
Nor yet laments in life heard,
A lifetime to sing!

Life goes-- highs...

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Mild like mist on move,
Tender heart caring in love,
Calm, ye cove like dove…

And warm like late spring,
Ye bind my heart with soft string
Ye speak not,...

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Looking like first flakes of new fallen snow
After the mowing, white clover is blooming
And the honeybees are beginning to show.

Spring squirrels emerge to begin grooming
Grasses...

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My big brother filled with love                           everyone saw his grace    ...

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