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Spring On March
On march flowers incense the air
daisies create a fine poetic flair
and with ease, Nature will please
the fair time, for a vernal breeze
It is spring;the souls glean joy
while Juliets, look redly coy
their Romeos swell with love
serenade songs to their doves
Like birds, bees spin around
drones give tempting sound
in the flowering sunny orchard
grapes hung heavy, in vines
I take a light stroll uphill
faint wind seems just still
with whiff from the west
when lights fade in sunset
And March is time to fuel
a dead heart, awaken the soul
take a look outside our shadow
Life is live in the green meadows
Published 27th Mar 2024
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27th Mar 2024 10:49pm
Your poetic words dipped into the nectar of spring! All the Beauty is in the air! You create a lively spring that awakens dormant souls.. A joy to read.. Stay blessed with the wondrous beauty of Nature..
28th Mar 2024 1:16pm
I skimmed over so many poems here, no one written about Spring,
but only self-torture, broken hearts, BDSM, and Eroticism....etc....
Do they live outside the Earth,? may be a post apocalyptic disaster caused humanity to travel to outer-space and build colonies up there, for earth had been devastated?
there's Nature with all its beautiful face;, awaiting a pen, a brush a music to be played on its honor, for its authenticity and beauty and optimism.
Life is live when Spring is shine, and with flowers and fair atmosphere there are poets who sing this ephemeral short delight..Thanks My Smile for your sweet feedback,
a pleasure to see you here with sweetest comment
but only self-torture, broken hearts, BDSM, and Eroticism....etc....
Do they live outside the Earth,? may be a post apocalyptic disaster caused humanity to travel to outer-space and build colonies up there, for earth had been devastated?
there's Nature with all its beautiful face;, awaiting a pen, a brush a music to be played on its honor, for its authenticity and beauty and optimism.
Life is live when Spring is shine, and with flowers and fair atmosphere there are poets who sing this ephemeral short delight..Thanks My Smile for your sweet feedback,
a pleasure to see you here with sweetest comment
27th Mar 2024 10:52pm
your poem is a delightful and vivid celebration of the arrival of spring. you captures the essence of the season with its imagery of blooming flowers, poetic flair, and the pleasing touch of a vernal breeze.your pen paints a picture of the enchanting and invigorating spirit of spring.
28th Mar 2024 1:21pm
Seasons are like humans lifetime, there are sad periods and happy times, lets make of the happy ones, the best and try to perpetuate the moment to span even over the sad ones, then,we create the eternal Spring of the hearts.
Thanks encapsulated within warm wishes for a strong come back,
hope you will brighten the rooms as always you did...
Stay safe and optimistic
Thanks encapsulated within warm wishes for a strong come back,
hope you will brighten the rooms as always you did...
Stay safe and optimistic
