Spring Blues Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
Spring Blues
Shower clouds are over my coffee
I have known that early spring
Will be the hardest to accept
As the winter will not let go
And will continue to tease us; off and on
But I know spring will come
As the climate does not change
However, I have my doubts
For some, it doesn't exist
Your beautifully composed poem is a poignant reminder of the urgent crisis of global warming.5 stars.
The poetess imagines through her poetic eyes. The upper surface of the coffee is the platform....a wonderful poem
there is a saying in Hindi 'Sawan Hare na Bhado Sukhe'...roughly it translates ' spring doesn't bring greens, winter doesn't bring dry. Your poem reminded me of that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The thought of winter coming is brutal. And waiting for Spring can be somewhat distressing. Your last line has motivated me to take a first-ever Caribbean cruise to break up the cold winter.