Breath Of Spring Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers

Breath Of Spring

Rating: 5.0


I withheld my breath to protest
The gloom of winter's frosted sprawl.
There, eloquence of nature was surveiled as
It flourished. For it became more than
Just a vested visit camouflaged among the
Trees.

Spring had lastly met winter's boasting at
The GATES of ULTIMATE frosted glory.
No more everlasting punishing winds
Freezing pains and flagrant frozen flurries
Favored at the forefront of arrogant
Accusations.

NATURE bought and brought the best of thirsty
SPRING bursting on to the scene. With peacock
Feathers and much fanfare.
There, the awaited train, it's arrival
Caused HEAVENS screams.

Its survival meant more to dream, and spring
Was everything. The gates were thawed, the
Sprawl ignored. All were invited to the ball.

Finally a grin as WINTER set.
Its wrath has passed.
Spring blossomed New, and new was BEAU.
I EXHALED.

Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,heaven,winter
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 16 December 2015

The gloom of winter is definitely fantastic in this sharing. Breath to protest life is interesting in this sharing.10

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