~ Spring *
Gray death, the winter's cover,
Has lain the country over,
Her shades rolled high.
Earth's secrets are exposed,
Uncaring in repose,
To every eye.
The dreary winter's cold
Has taken dismal toll;
Her shadows shorten.
The world is dressed in gray-
As dawn awaits the day
It must awaken.
My daily path has seen
The bated breath of green;
The winter's over.
As opening wide the eyes
Of blue above, the skies
Nudge sleeping shoulder.
A voice where there was none
Trills out, as now the sun
Her charges waken.
The trusting players hide
To touch home-free, yet bide
With faith unshaken.
Upon the scene I come,
Ignored by everyone;
I too am playing.
My scanning eye has seen
Today a blade of green,
A spot betraying.
The game is in full swing;
From nowhere bursts the spring,
Its laughter ringing.
The merry-making sound
Of all the children found;
All nature singing.
The empty country-side
With pageantry alive;
Now dressed in splendor.
Her shades are spread around;
Within her house the sound
Of gleeful laughter.
On faith she has relied,
The promise ne'er denied
By faithful Master.
Such a delightful verse and my pleasure to read...You brought spring to life! Dorothy Alves Holmes A Poet Who Loves To Sing
Entirely Spring, Dear Adeline! With greenery, hopes and laughter all springing into life anew! Spring is not just a season, but rather an emotion and you captured it so well!
What a beautifully lyric poem which paints a word picture so vivid you can see it in your minds eye If I could write just one poem as good as this I would feel blest. Paul P.S. Thanks for taking the time to read my poor offerings XX: 0) Paul
I enjoyed the metering of your poem, very rhythmic and graceful. i also found in each line an unexpected but delightful surprise as you moved toward the arrival of Spring. very nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the way this poem gathers momentum in the last third of its lines, rolls downhill in a tumble of playful rhythms and bursts a last into the celebration of spring. Yes, I do like it very much, Adeline.