Poems About: SPRING

The spring it is my favorite time
all new and fresh and young
fresh vibrant hues
and buds swollen amber read more »

I remember Spring
The flora and the smell
Scents that breeze would bring
And fun stories to tell read more »

one true thing
I take seriously
I go after it
sharpening it up read more »

Spring has finally reached Sweden too
warm rays of sun shining over me and you

Snowbells and bluebells in bloom read more »

'YES, Spring has come,' the grocer said,
And tied a final knot of string,
Rang up the change and becked his head,
Elated at the breath of Spring. read more »

From the tree to the ground
One fine autumn morning
I was thrown
None realizing my mute agony read more »

Spring comes to me
With a handful of sorrow
And the sorrow
Left a huge shadow. read more »

see flowers on my window
Cold winds whipping about
Soon I think
Wolves will begin to howl read more »

--Winter is dead! Hark, hark, upon our hills
The voices for whose coming thou didst yearn! read more »

Spring comes to old 14th street-
under their tarpaulins
the bums yawn and stir their limbs
Winter no more rankles their ankles. read more »

The petals are flying away in the spring wind
So are my thoughts and words
I cannot hold them back
Stunned as I am in an ethereal idleness! read more »

'Twas Jack-o'-Winter hailed it first,
But now more timid angels sing,
For what dull ear can fail to hear
Afar the fluting of the Spring? read more »