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.
Pishashee
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2024 4:53am
23rd Feb 2024 4:53am
February’s Dream
I can smell
the old fashion lilac,
and the
fresh grass nearby.
the old fashion lilac,
and the
fresh grass nearby.
#flowers
#spring
#nature
104 reads
2 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
20th Feb 2024 8:59pm
20th Feb 2024 8:59pm
a joyous spring
a sweet softness
edges itself upward,
a rainbow of blooms
spreading out
over the landscape,
caressing the vision.
edges itself upward,
a rainbow of blooms
spreading out
over the landscape,
caressing the vision.
#flowers
#sky
#spring #nature
#spring #nature
136 reads
4 Comments
thinlane
Poem Published
9th Feb 2024 2:40pm
9th Feb 2024 2:40pm
Winter Sun
I can't believe how warm it is today
As though winter has withered and died
I guess while it's warm I can dream
But I know that winter never gives up the ghost
So early
And we'll likely pay for this balmy day
With a foot of snow
And bitter cold
Oh well
While the sidewalk is clear I think I'll go for a walk
And greet my winter pale neighbours
As they stick noses outdoors
For a little sniff of spring
So warm your cold souls
And thank your God
For the sunshine
As though winter has withered and died
I guess while it's warm I can dream
But I know that winter never gives up the ghost
So early
And we'll likely pay for this balmy day
With a foot of snow
And bitter cold
Oh well
While the sidewalk is clear I think I'll go for a walk
And greet my winter pale neighbours
As they stick noses outdoors
For a little sniff of spring
So warm your cold souls
And thank your God
For the sunshine
#spring
75 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
1st Feb 2024 2:20pm
1st Feb 2024 2:20pm
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
155 reads
1 Comment
Poetikmind
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Poem Published
1st Feb 2024 9:39am
1st Feb 2024 9:39am
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
229 reads
12 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
30th Jan 2024 10:06pm
30th Jan 2024 10:06pm
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
109 reads
0 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
30th Jan 2024 9:51am
30th Jan 2024 9:51am
i heard her voice
i heard her voice
and winter moved,
spring arrived
like tenderness,
like fresh flower blooms,
so sweet, intoxicating
in each way,
words she spoke
danced all around me,
i would caress each moment
if i were allowed
to hear her every day.,
and winter moved,
spring arrived
like tenderness,
like fresh flower blooms,
so sweet, intoxicating
in each way,
words she spoke
danced all around me,
i would caress each moment
if i were allowed
to hear her every day.,
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#winter
#spring
134 reads
6 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
7th Jan 2024 12:33pm
7th Jan 2024 12:33pm
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
111 reads
0 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 12:07pm
1st Jan 2024 12:07pm
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
235 reads
15 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
26th Dec 2023 10:30am
26th Dec 2023 10:30am
the past re visited
the past revisited
He was going back to his home in a tiny village from
where people congregated living close together and professed to hate it, the absence of war had cost the country dearly, and unemployment was high, like the enforced idleness had made people apathetic
there were no cars on the road, petrol was too expensive
for people, as was electricity to recharge batteries
how the situation was in other countries, no one knew as the fabled internet was forbidden
it had it was said
a bad influence on the young who believed the rubbish ...
He was going back to his home in a tiny village from
where people congregated living close together and professed to hate it, the absence of war had cost the country dearly, and unemployment was high, like the enforced idleness had made people apathetic
there were no cars on the road, petrol was too expensive
for people, as was electricity to recharge batteries
how the situation was in other countries, no one knew as the fabled internet was forbidden
it had it was said
a bad influence on the young who believed the rubbish ...
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
98 reads
1 Comment
sheepskinxtearaway
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2023 00:27am
23rd Sep 2023 00:27am
Empyrean Revere
Admire playful spring lambs bleat
and gaze on graceful swallows swoop.
It's blissful to let the hours beguile
As evening creeps through late afternoon.
Lazing calmly on a strangers porch,
or paddling bravely on surface high.
Hidden creatures splash and coo,
branches reach across a sentimental sky.
Contented under tartan thread,
admirers ignored the bitter colds bite.
By nurtured flame the colours bled,
lochs surface mirrored dimming light.
On cloudless canvas the night sky boomed;
Twilight wore a cape wove...
and gaze on graceful swallows swoop.
It's blissful to let the hours beguile
As evening creeps through late afternoon.
Lazing calmly on a strangers porch,
or paddling bravely on surface high.
Hidden creatures splash and coo,
branches reach across a sentimental sky.
Contented under tartan thread,
admirers ignored the bitter colds bite.
By nurtured flame the colours bled,
lochs surface mirrored dimming light.
On cloudless canvas the night sky boomed;
Twilight wore a cape wove...
#romantic
#sky
#spring
#nature
#escape
141 reads
1 Comment
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
28th Aug 2023 9:03pm
28th Aug 2023 9:03pm
Goodness
It rises up
With the green smell
The scent of fresh Spring grass
Carries on in warm
Late Spring rains
Drenching the sky in
Muggy, humid
Glorious grey
And the burst
Of leaves on trees
And the kaleidoscope scene
Of dahlia and lantana
And a bless-ed myriad of color
Proudly, the harbingers of Summer
And the crack of thunder
In the black midsummer sky
And monsoon rain is made
Suddenly bright
By the sudden flick
Of an awe-some lightning strike
And long the...
With the green smell
The scent of fresh Spring grass
Carries on in warm
Late Spring rains
Drenching the sky in
Muggy, humid
Glorious grey
And the burst
Of leaves on trees
And the kaleidoscope scene
Of dahlia and lantana
And a bless-ed myriad of color
Proudly, the harbingers of Summer
And the crack of thunder
In the black midsummer sky
And monsoon rain is made
Suddenly bright
By the sudden flick
Of an awe-some lightning strike
And long the...
#hope
#summer
#winter
#fall
#spring
208 reads
4 Comments
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