Spring Terzanelle Poems

Spring rolls into the valleys and hills
Leaving mountains with dots of white snow
The warm breeze chases away the chills

Robin bounce along to cawing crow
It's a...

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Pretty in pink - potent petals of peace,
Countenance shines with shekina of Christ.
Sure future fetches hope and joy release.

His suffering and death more than sufficed.
His...

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By Poet "A mother's love is made in heaven." 


A special gift given from above
only one person can feel.
How great is a mother's love.



She always...

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Fire bursts in a flurry of fractured flames.
Blue butterflies dance the Phoenix skyline.
Speckles of light sneaking in by the frames

Winter is past; spring is beyond...

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How beautiful are April, May and June.
All give enchantment as they come and go.
Each graces me by light of sun or moon.

Sun kisses earth so...

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The springtime season is a delight.
Flowers are in full bloom everywhere,
Being one with nature feels so right.

Scents of lilacs and roses fill the air
Majestic pines...

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Strolling down through the meadow today
Spring flowers are budding, growing tall,
Smaller forest creatures will be out to play.

At the far end the woodland recovers from...

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My words yield you a calm blue sky. 
I shall die, albeit on a spring morning.
It could be a misty frosty time to pray.

Maybe a...

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*It is Groundhog Day


As a breath of mild winter blows
Warm air arrival with melting snow
Dreams of spring emerge - when, - no-one knows

The groundhog tries...

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Our Summer's too hot; our Winter's too cold
Our Spring is too rainy; Autumn's withheld 
Just hear me complain -- I'm sure sounding old

Our Summers are...

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It's there -- the light at the journey's end.
I want to sprint ahead; my mind moves fast.
Many new adventures, many people to befriend.

I'm neither first...

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When The Days Are Too Much

		Go with the flow all through the year,		
		Imagine the bright days of Spring,		
		Just don't take life too heavy, dear.			

		You can...

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(Remembering Rabbi Lionel Blue)

                  When The Days Are...

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In the autumn of life, I hear whispers in the wind,
faint voices blowing from the buried past
Premature deaths of true enemies and fake friends

In the...

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I fear one day I'll have nothing to say
The pen that I hold it has no more ink
The well spring of ideas drained away

My lips...

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