Breathe deep the air of forgetfulness
and savor sweet fragrances of spring
as winter makes her exit
Welcome quiet breezes blending
with the new birth of nature
when all burst forth in color,scent and sound
The world will awaken to a tender touch of rain
forming concentric circles
on a dry thirsty land
Listen as birds call to their mates
singing that they have awaited for this date
bright colors flashing from tree upon tree
Humanity awakens with a brand new fervor
cabin weary folk looking forward towards the sun
awaken world
new life has begun
Comments
Very nice...
I think if I were to use the word [awaited], I would do like this: singing of this long awaited date]. Other than that, I think this is a fine poem about Spring. ~ Geezer.
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Gee
thank you
Alan
Thank you. You are too kind
Lovely imagery here, lynn. I
Lovely imagery here, lynn. I would cut out a few "the's", that's all.
"and savor sweet fragrances of spring"
Welcome (the) quiet breezes blending
with the (new) birth of nature
Just a couple of examples. I believe poems should be less wordy. But it's fine as is.
Gracy
many thanks and I took your advice and elimated almost all of them
love your poem
wish I could agree Humanity awakens. I'm stuck at home because everything around me is closing for the virus, not to mention Trump, the geopolitical climate, the stock market, pandemics, Trump, racism, refugees, hatred, Trump, homelessness, extinction of species, mass stupidity, Trump, etc...
But sing as you must! Perhaps the poem might work a bit also in first person! That new life begins in you. For us...maybe could an inspiration in a world feeling on the edge of disasters...
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Thank you
But we must have some good in our lives . So why not let spring inspire us.
as you say "perhaps"