Spring Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#spring
Spring My Savior
Finger prints pressed on the foggy window
Slow breath cleared a centrical view
How has Spring once more betrayed me
I’ve pleaded with her to come and save me
Cold breeze stung my configuration
Bright big sun that brings no warmth
Have you no shame, Spring’s false prophet
How much longer will you make me endure
Sunset flickers on the fresh snowfall
I long for beauty that can be grasped
Without relinquishing all my feelings
Spring please thaw me from the inside out
Slow breath cleared a centrical view
How has Spring once more betrayed me
I’ve pleaded with her to come and save me
Cold breeze stung my configuration
Bright big sun that brings no warmth
Have you no shame, Spring’s false prophet
How much longer will you make me endure
Sunset flickers on the fresh snowfall
I long for beauty that can be grasped
Without relinquishing all my feelings
Spring please thaw me from the inside out
#spring
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Sneezing Season
Admiring daffodils as they start to arise
Erecting from roots up to clear blue skies
Eyes are watering but it's not from a cry
Sneezing begins as pollen quickly rise
Despising allergies as nose begins to run
Loving scenes but snot blowing is not fun
The Sun's shining so whining ain't allowed
I'll just keep staring at marshmallow clouds
Erecting from roots up to clear blue skies
Eyes are watering but it's not from a cry
Sneezing begins as pollen quickly rise
Despising allergies as nose begins to run
Loving scenes but snot blowing is not fun
The Sun's shining so whining ain't allowed
I'll just keep staring at marshmallow clouds
#spring
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Repurposed
Rot now, old leaf, and by new growth be hid
to make way for squirrels to leave the nest
and by a better morning be caressed
in sunlit warmth with the ephemerid.
And rot more, dead frond, in the evening dew
to damp the soil for the fresh cahoots
of microbes and their symbiotic roots
in Gaea metabolic course anew!
Disintegrate! Putrefy! And decay!
Moulder as you did in the famed era
of Aphrodite and maiden Hera
to feed their blooming Olympic display!
And by the Lethe waters underneath
weave our future...
to make way for squirrels to leave the nest
and by a better morning be caressed
in sunlit warmth with the ephemerid.
And rot more, dead frond, in the evening dew
to damp the soil for the fresh cahoots
of microbes and their symbiotic roots
in Gaea metabolic course anew!
Disintegrate! Putrefy! And decay!
Moulder as you did in the famed era
of Aphrodite and maiden Hera
to feed their blooming Olympic display!
And by the Lethe waters underneath
weave our future...
#spring
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No compositions by Vivaldi
I was born in the twilight of centuries,
when the sun, tired from its journey,
sinks into the golden horizon
and the moon emerges shy and silvery.
O nature, wise and ancient,
you owe me the sighs of the trees,
and the murmur of the dancing brook.
The scents of wild flowers.
You owe me the whisper of the wind
that caresses the leaves and hair.
And the embrace of the ground, firm and welcoming,
that supports my uncertain steps.
You owe me the birdsong,
echoing valleys and mountains
and the silence of the...
when the sun, tired from its journey,
sinks into the golden horizon
and the moon emerges shy and silvery.
O nature, wise and ancient,
you owe me the sighs of the trees,
and the murmur of the dancing brook.
The scents of wild flowers.
You owe me the whisper of the wind
that caresses the leaves and hair.
And the embrace of the ground, firm and welcoming,
that supports my uncertain steps.
You owe me the birdsong,
echoing valleys and mountains
and the silence of the...
#summer
#winter
#fall
#spring
#music
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A New Season
Winter suddenly hides away
waterfalls once frozen
flowing downward into the bay
Lonely sidewalks decay, after before
suddenly spring has arrived
the end of the bridge lies an open door
Broken dreams picked up where they last fell
the emotional wasteland sleeps again
my love through words, encouraged to tell
waterfalls once frozen
flowing downward into the bay
Lonely sidewalks decay, after before
suddenly spring has arrived
the end of the bridge lies an open door
Broken dreams picked up where they last fell
the emotional wasteland sleeps again
my love through words, encouraged to tell
#hope
#spring
#nature
#rhyming
#uplifting
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Her Choice For Spring Break
Molly sat on the bed.
She's happy to be at Fort Lauderdale.
Her choice for Spring Break.
She's happy to be at Fort Lauderdale.
Her choice for Spring Break.
#dreams
#beach
#spring
#fiction
#escape
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Imbolc
Sun returns to earth
and warms cold, damp soil
Seeds awaken from dormancy
and new vigor springs from them.
And our eyes drink in the wonder!
Goddess blesses the earth and its interior.
The fields, the herds and the homes...
She brings healing, inspiration and art.
SHE lights the sacred flame.
And our mouths touch the dense sky!
Imbolc is time for renewal,
of cleaning out the old and preparing the new.
Honor the life that is reborn
and give thanks for the gift of fire.
And our...
and warms cold, damp soil
Seeds awaken from dormancy
and new vigor springs from them.
And our eyes drink in the wonder!
Goddess blesses the earth and its interior.
The fields, the herds and the homes...
She brings healing, inspiration and art.
SHE lights the sacred flame.
And our mouths touch the dense sky!
Imbolc is time for renewal,
of cleaning out the old and preparing the new.
Honor the life that is reborn
and give thanks for the gift of fire.
And our...
#power
#earth
#environment
#spring
#art
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A Silent Winter
I…cavalier, casually cool...
I am the essence of my chill
As the breezes thru trees,
leaves while they spit
their ‘coloring contempt ‘
Feelin’ a freeze at thy
tempestuous breath
served in incremental doses
as I layer my earthen canvas...
Juxtaposing the lines of red,
and blue...it’s a cool reminder
for a few, that my sister's season
is quietly awaitin' her turn to assail
my atmosphere at the moment
quietly, dead...
I am the essence of my chill
As the breezes thru trees,
leaves while they spit
their ‘coloring contempt ‘
Feelin’ a freeze at thy
tempestuous breath
served in incremental doses
as I layer my earthen canvas...
Juxtaposing the lines of red,
and blue...it’s a cool reminder
for a few, that my sister's season
is quietly awaitin' her turn to assail
my atmosphere at the moment
quietly, dead...
#winter
#spring
#morning #night
#morning #night
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seasons of the earth
a galactic journey
"While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and
heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not
cease."—Genesis 8:22
were there not twelve mensajes in my book
when, on that silent january morn,
the mountains bade me take a solemn look
at how the seasons of the earth were born?
the chilly winds a path made for the spring,
their passions melting in the radiant sun,
as pregnant birds and flowers on the wing
rejoiced to know the banquet had begun.
...
"While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and
heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not
cease."—Genesis 8:22
were there not twelve mensajes in my book
when, on that silent january morn,
the mountains bade me take a solemn look
at how the seasons of the earth were born?
the chilly winds a path made for the spring,
their passions melting in the radiant sun,
as pregnant birds and flowers on the wing
rejoiced to know the banquet had begun.
...
#summer
#winter
#fall
#spring
#MovingOn
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Pastoral Delight
pastoral delight
Poesy is the moo of the cow
And the bleat of the sheep
The caw of the crow
And the hiss of the creep
Poesy is the hush in the forest
And the thunder of the tempest
Fear in the trees that whoosh
Crickets lying low in the bush
And when the weather is heat
In the pastures you hear the bleat
When the sky is azure blue and neat
The walk invites you to stretch your feet
Come along hear nature's real poesy
cement walls reflect only morbid heresy...
Poesy is the moo of the cow
And the bleat of the sheep
The caw of the crow
And the hiss of the creep
Poesy is the hush in the forest
And the thunder of the tempest
Fear in the trees that whoosh
Crickets lying low in the bush
And when the weather is heat
In the pastures you hear the bleat
When the sky is azure blue and neat
The walk invites you to stretch your feet
Come along hear nature's real poesy
cement walls reflect only morbid heresy...
#summer
#fall
#spring
#morning
#dawn
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The Beauty Of Flowers
I saw such a lovely flower
Basking in the sun
Who's fragile petals
We're soothing to
My gentle touch
I love the springtime
When flowers
Adorn the gardens
And the fields
It's an enchanting scene
Basking in the sun
Who's fragile petals
We're soothing to
My gentle touch
I love the springtime
When flowers
Adorn the gardens
And the fields
It's an enchanting scene
#flowers
#spring
#nature
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Seasonal Change
born from winter
spring emerges
evolves into summer
summer diving into fall
autumn falling
into winter
perhaps seasons
don’t change
we do
© 2023 Raibeart Bruis
spring emerges
evolves into summer
summer diving into fall
autumn falling
into winter
perhaps seasons
don’t change
we do
© 2023 Raibeart Bruis
#summer
#winter
#fall
#spring
#spiritual
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