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Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 26, 2021
Sunday, April 12, 2020
A PINK DELIGHT

Pink flowers to fill my day.
Petals fall in the soft light.
Ready to come out and play,
A soothing and pretty sight.
A shady path for dreams
For the hot days and warm nights.
Pink fills the lakes and streams,
A toast to spring’s delights.
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Thursday, September 6, 2018
Friday, April 27, 2018
PINK
A touch of pink at night.
I do not need much light.
I bud in the dark.
My spot in the park.
Can you feel me touch your hair?
If you cannot, please come near.
I’ll sprout in the spring for you and me.
A prettier sight you will not see.
Sunday, March 25, 2018
HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL

What can be better
than sitting on a bench
in the warm weather,
watching people, and
daydreaming?
Nothing.
Warm weather,
soft winds,
pretty blooms,
are all part of the
best time of year.
Welcome to spring.


Spring = Flowers.
Hope springs eternal.
Enjoy the new season!
SPRING IS IN THE AIR
Flowering tower.
Spring is in the air.
I feel the sun on my face.
I can smell the pie baking.
I hear the birds chirping.
I can even taste the warm
and salty air.
Bring it on.
I’m ready.
Sunday, December 17, 2017
LET IT BLOOM

LET IT BLOOM
Watch the rose bloom.
It’s not too soon.
It’s not too soon.
The lovely smell.
It rings my bell.
It rings my bell.
The pink color.
Like no other.
Like no other.
Face to the sun.
Ready for fun.
Ready for fun.
Velvet to the touch.
I love it so much.
I love it so much.
I’m ready for spring.
To hear the birds sing.
To hear the birds sing.
I’m eager for the first bloom.
Definitely not too soon.
Definitely not too soon.
Let it bloom.
Wednesday, September 6, 2017
ONLY HOUSES I SEE
Suburban witch
The new spring blooms colors.
But who even bothers
to breathe the sweet air?
I don’t have a care.
My car fails to start,
a walk in the park.
I raise my small hand.
Gone is the quicksand.
It races down the hill,
the most heavenly thrill.
Shocked faces turn to me.
Only houses I see.
Sunday, March 19, 2017
GOODBYE

Winters Warmth by ALAN KINGWELL
Winter is leaving.
Snow is melting.
Filling the rivers.
The lakes.
The seas.
Go away.
Far away.
Sunday, March 12, 2017
FORGOTTEN
Source:travelballoons
Lost and forgotten.
Dripping in snow.
Frozen with ice.
Wheels shivering.
Handlebars sagging.
Until the spring.
Flowers blooming.
Roads clearing.
Water dripping off.
Wheels turning.
Its seat taken.
Out for a ride.
Thursday, January 26, 2017
LET IT BLOOM

Watch it grow.
Watch it bloom.
Pretty rose.
Sweet perfume.
Watch it bloom.
Pretty rose.
Sweet perfume.
The beautiful color.
Pink like cotton candy.
Facing the morning sun.
Happy as a dandy.
Pink like cotton candy.
Facing the morning sun.
Happy as a dandy.
It is a bud.
When will it bloom
and open wide?
I hope it’s soon.
When will it bloom
and open wide?
I hope it’s soon.
I’m ready for flowers.
I’m ready for spring.
Eager to see the buds.
Let the spring bells ring.
I’m ready for spring.
Eager to see the buds.
Let the spring bells ring.
How about one rose?
The first bloom of the season.
That would be enough.
I think it’s within reason.
The first bloom of the season.
That would be enough.
I think it’s within reason.
Monday, January 2, 2017
WINTER FROST

Ice fills my heavy heart.
Closing in on all sides.
Soon it will be frozen.
Entombed in winter frost.
Trees droop heavy with snow.
Branches hang low with icicles.
My heart sinks heavy with ice.
Frozen until spring melts the frost.
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
WINTER COLD

I feel so cold.
Ice is forming on my arms.
What is happening to me?
Why are my leaves drying up?
Ouch.
A cold wind just hit me in the face.
I wish I could hide.
But I’m stuck in place.
Waiting.
And waiting.
I think I fell asleep.
For the sun is out.
My ice is melting.
The breeze is now warmer.
It’s brushing the snow
off my cold arms.
My arms feel less heavy.
Soon it will be spring.
Time for celebration.
I can’t wait to see my
green leaves again.
Birds will return to
sit on my arms.
They will build their nests.
Life will be good again.
Only a few short months left.
I will take another snooze.
See you in the spring.
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