Spring Poems
#spring
Poems about spring, the season when things warm up and nature germinates, sprouts and blossoms onto the scene. Uplifting spring poems centred on the natural world, new beginnings and the cycle of life.
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
10th May 2024 2:31pm
10th May 2024 2:31pm
lilac kisses
spring is a flirtatious vixen
eager to sow her precious seeds
& experience a world barely awakening
she dares burst forth
...so full of life...
while snow still blankets the earth
coy little crocuses shoving impatiently through
splashes of purples...yellows...& blues
exuberant & anxious to show her potential
she flaunts her prominent belly
glowing with her fertile beauty
as she births flora & fauna alike
a new year has been born
with all her children gathered at her feet
decadently spawning every color...
eager to sow her precious seeds
& experience a world barely awakening
she dares burst forth
...so full of life...
while snow still blankets the earth
coy little crocuses shoving impatiently through
splashes of purples...yellows...& blues
exuberant & anxious to show her potential
she flaunts her prominent belly
glowing with her fertile beauty
as she births flora & fauna alike
a new year has been born
with all her children gathered at her feet
decadently spawning every color...
#happiness
#nature
#spring
119 reads
10 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
4th May 2024 12:03pm
4th May 2024 12:03pm
Flight
**** flight *****
here comes the time again
for ethereal flowers to fly
for the poet to watch and sigh,
to only behold without asking why?
here's a dandelion about to fade away
the music dissolving into atmosphere
with the slightest touch of the breeze
and your heart takes flight overseas
carried aloft, into heaven's relief
stripped from any mundane grief
entranced the feel, a delightful sheer
and quietly the dark leaves the night
a bright tide, then illuminates the light ...
here comes the time again
for ethereal flowers to fly
for the poet to watch and sigh,
to only behold without asking why?
here's a dandelion about to fade away
the music dissolving into atmosphere
with the slightest touch of the breeze
and your heart takes flight overseas
carried aloft, into heaven's relief
stripped from any mundane grief
entranced the feel, a delightful sheer
and quietly the dark leaves the night
a bright tide, then illuminates the light ...
#dawn
#morning
#night
#spring
#summer
156 reads
4 Comments
thinlane
Poem Published
27th Apr 2024 7:09pm
27th Apr 2024 7:09pm
The Spring
A soft breeze blows over me
As I sit in my yard, eyes closed
It's the sweet breath of spring
Carrying the scents that awaken
The heart of a peaceful man
It brings a calmness to my soul
Often troubled I crave these moments of zen
When depression and oppression both
Are wiped from my mind
And my anxiety lifts from my shoulders
These first blooms of spring
Remind me of the plain and obvious
Goodness of life
I cannot help but to smile
As I sit in my yard, eyes closed
It's the sweet breath of spring
Carrying the scents that awaken
The heart of a peaceful man
It brings a calmness to my soul
Often troubled I crave these moments of zen
When depression and oppression both
Are wiped from my mind
And my anxiety lifts from my shoulders
These first blooms of spring
Remind me of the plain and obvious
Goodness of life
I cannot help but to smile
#spring
89 reads
1 Comment
melethril_edhellen
Poem Published
27th Apr 2024 7:02pm
27th Apr 2024 7:02pm
Steps Away Until The Bridgehead
Beneath the icy grasp, it chilled,
Frost on bridges laid, in silence faced.
The timber, warm and brown, now suffocates,
Under snow's cruel hold, it contemplates.
It chilled, the path ahead obscured,
Each step on ancient wood, death's whispers lured.
Though strong it seems, my foot shall not be placed,
On bridges fraught with fears, life not disgraced.
It chilled, with eerie dread, the crunch below,
Upon the frosty deck, my fears aglow.
Not stand, nor march I’d dare,
In ice, though light of hope, bare.
‘Till, at...
Frost on bridges laid, in silence faced.
The timber, warm and brown, now suffocates,
Under snow's cruel hold, it contemplates.
It chilled, the path ahead obscured,
Each step on ancient wood, death's whispers lured.
Though strong it seems, my foot shall not be placed,
On bridges fraught with fears, life not disgraced.
It chilled, with eerie dread, the crunch below,
Upon the frosty deck, my fears aglow.
Not stand, nor march I’d dare,
In ice, though light of hope, bare.
‘Till, at...
#happiness
#inspirational
#motivational
#nature
#spring
158 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 11:59pm
19th Apr 2024 11:59pm
Easterlies
A lone crow perched on a breeze bobbing bough
clutching it like a floatation device
with every bit of its feathered know-how
foundering on high like a sacrifice,
to Eurus, and full afternoon sun,
blasting glory to every dancing tree
in sky blue by the cerulean ton,
and freshest barometric liberty!
Soon enough, the crow abandoned its post
to flotsam away on knackered wings
perhaps seeking a branch, not so utmost,
or to scratch the grass for edible things.
Fare thee well, oh breeze...
clutching it like a floatation device
with every bit of its feathered know-how
foundering on high like a sacrifice,
to Eurus, and full afternoon sun,
blasting glory to every dancing tree
in sky blue by the cerulean ton,
and freshest barometric liberty!
Soon enough, the crow abandoned its post
to flotsam away on knackered wings
perhaps seeking a branch, not so utmost,
or to scratch the grass for edible things.
Fare thee well, oh breeze...
#sky
#spring
#sun
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0 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 11:46pm
16th Apr 2024 11:46pm
Naked Pink
Within a single day's blink.
Fuschia buds blossom
an exquisitely pale pink.
Impatient branches wear
their now exotic veil.
The leaves felt erotic
throbbing in the gale.
Wind ruffled petals,
Glisten with dew.
The stagnant empty winter
is now a voluptuous floral view.
The naked pink will call to you.
Fuschia buds blossom
an exquisitely pale pink.
Impatient branches wear
their now exotic veil.
The leaves felt erotic
throbbing in the gale.
Wind ruffled petals,
Glisten with dew.
The stagnant empty winter
is now a voluptuous floral view.
The naked pink will call to you.
#flowers
#spring
182 reads
19 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 4:34am
15th Apr 2024 4:34am
star watching
star watching,
casual glances
in april, those
rain showers
weeping
open promises,
leading flowers
to bloom,
those
soft petals
aching
to resume
their romance.
casual glances
in april, those
rain showers
weeping
open promises,
leading flowers
to bloom,
those
soft petals
aching
to resume
their romance.
#happiness
#flowers
#spring
#nature
#LifeCycle
132 reads
12 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 6:15pm
14th Apr 2024 6:15pm
Spring
There must be something in the spring air
As the ice and frost melts from our bones.
Winter is far behind us in the rearview
Mirror. Rosy cheeks and happiness that
Creep in like splattered sunshine. Our hair
Blowing in the wind as there are unknowns
In world, but just like we know spring to
The core we know that there is attraction
To warmer days and flowers blossoming.
There is something truly magical coming.
As the ice and frost melts from our bones.
Winter is far behind us in the rearview
Mirror. Rosy cheeks and happiness that
Creep in like splattered sunshine. Our hair
Blowing in the wind as there are unknowns
In world, but just like we know spring to
The core we know that there is attraction
To warmer days and flowers blossoming.
There is something truly magical coming.
#spring
149 reads
4 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 8:41pm
11th Apr 2024 8:41pm
Spring Mirth
Plush olive and maroon leaves
tempt my weariness with a reprieve.
Flaunting their secret scarlet beads.
Blossom with a lusting thirst for
spring rain's, gently weeping eyes.
From a milk white sky, one for which
the dogwoods vie.
Birds soar the mood less sky.
They fly right through the lingering goodbyes.
Echoes in the air that had no care to die.
The ones that had no why.
Like hungry winter parts with floral spring.
Barren bark and blossom had their fling.
The magnolia had no care with her lavish flowering. ...
tempt my weariness with a reprieve.
Flaunting their secret scarlet beads.
Blossom with a lusting thirst for
spring rain's, gently weeping eyes.
From a milk white sky, one for which
the dogwoods vie.
Birds soar the mood less sky.
They fly right through the lingering goodbyes.
Echoes in the air that had no care to die.
The ones that had no why.
Like hungry winter parts with floral spring.
Barren bark and blossom had their fling.
The magnolia had no care with her lavish flowering. ...
#spring
#rebirth
134 reads
19 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 6:29am
11th Apr 2024 6:29am
april songs: journey of life 2
april song 02: elemental
journey of a thousand footsteps,
man conceived as living soul;
concept of superior concepts:
what would he write on the scroll?
he could write a script for living
in his earthen universe,
lest binge-taking and stinge-giving
change his blessing to a curse.
he could write a script for dying,
if he understood that life
must soon, in the grave, be lying
‘neath old, cold grim reaper’s knife.
he cannot rescind the order
of his freewill compromise
who makes void the sovereign...
journey of a thousand footsteps,
man conceived as living soul;
concept of superior concepts:
what would he write on the scroll?
he could write a script for living
in his earthen universe,
lest binge-taking and stinge-giving
change his blessing to a curse.
he could write a script for dying,
if he understood that life
must soon, in the grave, be lying
‘neath old, cold grim reaper’s knife.
he cannot rescind the order
of his freewill compromise
who makes void the sovereign...
#spring
#LifeCycle
#NaPoWriMo2024
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cabcool
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 2:28am
11th Apr 2024 2:28am
april songs: journey of life 1
april song 01: conceptual
concept of Almighty Father,
more conceptual than mere thought;
for I Am is greater, farther,
whom we know not as we ought.
dust there was upon the new earth,
light there was at His command;
formed He of the dust the true-birth
of His image, by His Hand.
journey of a thousand footsteps,
man conceived as living soul;
concept of superior concepts:
what would he write on the scroll?
would his scribble be of eden
or his ink blot of the heathen?
© Copyright 2024 March...
concept of Almighty Father,
more conceptual than mere thought;
for I Am is greater, farther,
whom we know not as we ought.
dust there was upon the new earth,
light there was at His command;
formed He of the dust the true-birth
of His image, by His Hand.
journey of a thousand footsteps,
man conceived as living soul;
concept of superior concepts:
what would he write on the scroll?
would his scribble be of eden
or his ink blot of the heathen?
© Copyright 2024 March...
#spring
#LifeCycle
#NaPoWriMo2024
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0 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 12:23pm
10th Apr 2024 12:23pm
Positivity Spring
I sit here drinking coffee
from my ladybug cup
Trying hard to just wake up
My dog is in his favorite spot
Patrolling trespassers and the lot
What I had dreamed I just forgot
Now that daybreak has arrived
I thank God we are still alive
At my window the robin sings
Promising so much joy from Spring
And all the possibilities it brings
from my ladybug cup
Trying hard to just wake up
My dog is in his favorite spot
Patrolling trespassers and the lot
What I had dreamed I just forgot
Now that daybreak has arrived
I thank God we are still alive
At my window the robin sings
Promising so much joy from Spring
And all the possibilities it brings
#birds
#spring
#nature #uplifting
#nature #uplifting
105 reads
7 Comments
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