Spring Poem by Kevin Scanlon
Spring
Spring arrives in typical bipolar fashion
With a warm hug and then a chilly rebuff
Like a gasp of love then a sigh of despair
Every flower lives under threat of a freeze
As old fascist winter can always storm back
For a day or two, but then it finally retreats
Surrendering the mornings and evenings
As its empire is conquered by summer.
A refined poetic imagination, Kevin Scanlon. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Thanks Robert! I read an essay written in 1997 about spring that contained a phrase describing it as A gasp of first love and decided to steal it for my poem. Bob Dylan does much worse. lol.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/27/2026 12:48:27 PM # rel_20260826T082754Z_99b456e
Delightful poem observing the other sides of spring. Spring is welcome with all its sides.