Spring Poem by Chris Embrick

Spring

Rating: 3.5


The North wind a last relenting
Winter's grip on Spring letting go
Blue birds nesting, harsh days ending
The North wind at last relenting
Hope renewed, a time for cleansing
Flowers push through melting snow
The North wind at last relenting
Winter's grip on Spring letting go.

Tuesday, August 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,flowers,snow,spring,wind,winter
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
John Beaton 12 September 2018

Nice triolet, Chris It's good to see poems in form. Relenting is a fine word for the winds of late winter. Enjoyed.

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Chris Embrick

Chris Embrick

Commerce, Georgia
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