Poems About: SPRING

In this page, poems on / about “spring” are listed.

  • 349.
    Curious

    But isn’t it curious
    It makes one just want to sing
    for though the thrill may be spurious-
    It’s impossible not to look forward to Spring. read more »

    John McCornack
  • 350.
    Contemporary Surrendering

    A melting winter for your lip's
    Spring water, spring flower,
    once again Spring's desire. read more »

    Rick 'Goblette' Burton
  • 351.
    Glints

    I, a palpable Ghost,
    become again Human
    only to disappear, then reappear
    haunting my Past read more »

    Thomas Hadley
  • 352.
    The Garden of(f) springs

    Yester night
    when the moon was a delight
    and soft romance flight
    landed in my bed read more »

    lalitha iyer
  • 353.
    Just March(ing) Along..

    When Winter begins
    to lose His touch
    and his buddy Jack Frost
    don't hang 'roun as much.. read more »

    Connetta Jean
  • 354.
    SPRING GROVE ROCKETS

    We are Spring Grove Rockets.
    So pull that money out of your pockets.
    Because you know that we can stop it you just love to watch us block it.
    Because we are the SPRING GROVE ROCKETS read more »

    Kayla Nace
  • 355.
    Autumn Sonata: Celebrating Love

    love was the lake in your two eyes
    which you afforded me to swim in
    taking me whole into your cherish
    our joy jumped like fishes in spring waters read more »

    john tiong chunghoo
  • 356.
    93

    Come merry Spring delight us,
    For Winter long did spight us,
    In pleasure still persever,
    Thy beauties ending never: read more »

    Mary Wroth
  • 357.
    SONNET III.....

    i rubbed, and
    ripped off

    myself.... read more »

    Atef Ayadi
  • 358.
    Sun baked bread

    Sunlight radiated on my back
    Illuminating my way with no shadows
    Sprang from the ashes
    My soul's a bird of flame read more »

    Dan Littauer
  • 359.
    Autumn...

    When autumn catches the unwary gardens
    All the sightseers leave it to itself
    It wails on its fate,
    on the destruction of all its blooms read more »

    irfana ali bhat
  • 360.
    Framing a spurt of Spring

    the day is baroque
    with daisies' faces
    lifted to the sun
    my feet lift and knock read more »

    Elna Nel
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