spring poem
-
NaPoWriMo Day 12 Ode To An Un-Named Season Winter’s garb of brilliant white Rent now, drab, grey, grubby Make way now, new beauty comes Verdant, life, sap rising Birds cluster ‘midst new buds Mates call, sing, chirp, whistle Stunning blossoms soon appear Bees hum, zip, sip, working Vernal sun now warms the land Ground thaws,…
-
I know I already did a Spring poem, but it is my favourite season, and I am at work trying to squeeze today’s poem in between actual work stuff. So another poem about spring. Also, it is raining today and I’m not normally a fan, but by looking at it as a process of renewal,…
-
It’s Easter. For a lot of people, myself included, that means a long weekend. As often happens, it’s raining. Here in the capital of Canada, that is often the case. It’s spring and spring means rain. I don’t mind much because it’s actually my favourite time of the year. WELCOME SPRING I look outside at…
-
I’m sitting here watching the steady rain outside my window. Everyone I see says things like… “I wish this rain would stop.”, or “Days like this are so depressing.” I got thinking about it and wrote this in response. Enjoy! Comes The Queen of Summer I woke up to the rain again, Some days I…
-
So it’s April again and that means National Poetry Writing Month. Once again, I take up the challenge of writing one poem every day for thirty days…. Day One…. FROZEN DREAMS The late snows melt then freeze again, They slowly melt away. A patch of green revealed now, Gets larger every day. Our bulky coats…
Brain Bits To Go 