Spring by Top Critiquers Poems
#spring
AverageJoe
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2022 1:42pm
3rd Apr 2022 1:42pm
In From The Fields
I wake in early morn
The wee hours before the dawn
Before the rooster crows
And am out when first birds sing
Rabbits dart
As March hares will
Across the roads
Across the lawns
Bedewed
And quiet lumed
By pale moon
But its April now
And spring's well in
I love the clear, light days of spring
Not heavy with the winter's cold
Or oppressive heat that summer brings
Oh, but spring!
The compound...
The wee hours before the dawn
Before the rooster crows
And am out when first birds sing
Rabbits dart
As March hares will
Across the roads
Across the lawns
Bedewed
And quiet lumed
By pale moon
But its April now
And spring's well in
I love the clear, light days of spring
Not heavy with the winter's cold
Or oppressive heat that summer brings
Oh, but spring!
The compound...
#love
#spring
422 reads
8 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
21st Apr 2023 00:44am
21st Apr 2023 00:44am
optimism, the spring curse
the trees are blossoming again,”
she noted over breakfast.
stubbing our his cigarette in the pot of jam, he said “damn it, I can’t think of anything worse ..”
she noted over breakfast.
stubbing our his cigarette in the pot of jam, he said “damn it, I can’t think of anything worse ..”
#spring
158 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 3:16am
14th Feb 2025 3:16am
first warmth of spring
first
warmth
of spring,
sun
and blue
speaking
assured,
blazes
growing,
moments
amazed
and leaping
combinations
of colors
buffeted
with sweet
moods,
giving me
pleasure,
streaming
within
my gaze.
warmth
of spring,
sun
and blue
speaking
assured,
blazes
growing,
moments
amazed
and leaping
combinations
of colors
buffeted
with sweet
moods,
giving me
pleasure,
streaming
within
my gaze.
#flowers
#nature
#sky
#spring
#sun
76 reads
11 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th Mar 2021 3:23pm
11th Mar 2021 3:23pm
Spring
Spring
#happiness
#trees
#flowers
#spring
#nature
5559 reads
8 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Mar 2023 8:58pm
28th Mar 2023 8:58pm
When I Lost My Father
When I Lost My Father
May was about to pass into June
Red clover was in bloom
in the fields around Natchez, Mississippi
Honeysuckle vines grew on the fences and trees
Whose flowers were picked by Children
To pinch off the bottom
and taste the sweetness within
“But my blackberry harvest came
long after Dad roamed
The blueberry barrens of Maine
In the solitude of his shyness
When time was a cool breeze
With Grammie...
May was about to pass into June
Red clover was in bloom
in the fields around Natchez, Mississippi
Honeysuckle vines grew on the fences and trees
Whose flowers were picked by Children
To pinch off the bottom
and taste the sweetness within
“But my blackberry harvest came
long after Dad roamed
The blueberry barrens of Maine
In the solitude of his shyness
When time was a cool breeze
With Grammie...
#grief
#father
#spring
#nature
#spiritual
519 reads
13 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 8:13am
3rd Apr 2024 8:13am
Hymn to Brigid
Ask her
where those wells touch sunlight;
where water kisses fragrant air
bursting with daisies, sweet honeysuckle
where she guides ink in heathen hands
pressed against warm sheets of paper,
word becoming thought,
thought becoming deed, and deed
becoming reason in humble retreat.
Ask her
where Celtic blood quakes in the eaves
of an oak-bound house, where children
gather around Mother’s milk, a fire roars,
part faith, part God in the arms
of the hopeless. She moves ...
where those wells touch sunlight;
where water kisses fragrant air
bursting with daisies, sweet honeysuckle
where she guides ink in heathen hands
pressed against warm sheets of paper,
word becoming thought,
thought becoming deed, and deed
becoming reason in humble retreat.
Ask her
where Celtic blood quakes in the eaves
of an oak-bound house, where children
gather around Mother’s milk, a fire roars,
part faith, part God in the arms
of the hopeless. She moves ...
#spring
#pagan
#Britain
154 reads
0 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 12:52pm
15th Sep 2020 12:52pm
it reminds me of someone
every spring,
veins slowly
crawl up my
back fence,
find rest at the
top,
then lazily drape
over the other side
in the summer's
yellow, garish
heat:
seeing nothing,
feeling nothing,
knowing nothing.
Mary Surratt
in
green.
veins slowly
crawl up my
back fence,
find rest at the
top,
then lazily drape
over the other side
in the summer's
yellow, garish
heat:
seeing nothing,
feeling nothing,
knowing nothing.
Mary Surratt
in
green.
#summer
#spring
485 reads
12 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
198 reads
4 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
9th May 2023 2:55pm
9th May 2023 2:55pm
The Long Winter Ends
After the celibate winter
The hot climax of spring
Thawing out frozen hearts
Whispering birds begin to sing
The tired day succumbs
To the thick embrace of night
Black serpents in the sky
Wrap round the shivering light
Out of the sewer sludge
Clean politicians creep
Butterflies break free
From long metamorphic sleep
The hot climax of spring
Thawing out frozen hearts
Whispering birds begin to sing
The tired day succumbs
To the thick embrace of night
Black serpents in the sky
Wrap round the shivering light
Out of the sewer sludge
Clean politicians creep
Butterflies break free
From long metamorphic sleep
#winter
#spring
#butterfly
367 reads
2 Comments
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 00:14am
1st Apr 2024 00:14am
Merry Spring
I write when beauties step into my heart
and when the Muse unveils her very art.
I write when to a wonder, my soul leaps
and when the warmest of bliss is spilled heaps.
I write when Nature reigns and sends her scent
and when allured to my Self give vent.
That’s Euterpe of music and beauty
full, overflowing many a ruby.
And when poetry, a gift that beguiles
drifting, with no anchor, into the wilds.
And when in life, breezes merge with the storms
highest Selves emerge above bonds and norms.
And what is to the heart precious and dear ...
and when the Muse unveils her very art.
I write when to a wonder, my soul leaps
and when the warmest of bliss is spilled heaps.
I write when Nature reigns and sends her scent
and when allured to my Self give vent.
That’s Euterpe of music and beauty
full, overflowing many a ruby.
And when poetry, a gift that beguiles
drifting, with no anchor, into the wilds.
And when in life, breezes merge with the storms
highest Selves emerge above bonds and norms.
And what is to the heart precious and dear ...
#love
#spring
#humankind #WritingPoetry
#humankind #WritingPoetry
159 reads
4 Comments
mel44
Poem Published
13th Apr 2018 12:31pm
13th Apr 2018 12:31pm
Spring Promises
Perspective altered, seasons changed
winter’s end, emotional thawing
eagerness to feel renewal
as frigid cold is withdrawing
longing to remain present
in current time and place
casting away frozen memories
promise of fervour does erase
gifting nature’s pure energy
initiating spiritual connection
as sunshine warms
wrapping with protection
assurance of lifted spirits
supplying heart nourishment
guaranteed grace
offering soul replenishment
essence of liveliness
to hope I cling ...
winter’s end, emotional thawing
eagerness to feel renewal
as frigid cold is withdrawing
longing to remain present
in current time and place
casting away frozen memories
promise of fervour does erase
gifting nature’s pure energy
initiating spiritual connection
as sunshine warms
wrapping with protection
assurance of lifted spirits
supplying heart nourishment
guaranteed grace
offering soul replenishment
essence of liveliness
to hope I cling ...
#hope
#spring
#NaPoWriMo2018
542 reads
2 Comments
REMARKABLE_8
RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
30th Aug 2022 00:49am
30th Aug 2022 00:49am
The art of the craft
In the quest to unraveling, an revealing the understanding of the unknown, venturing into the realms of the forgotten knowledge and ancient wisdom of old, heading down paths so cold in different directions, with no warmth or any heat to help comfort the soul, yet we persevere forward in pursuit of power and control, some sort of reassurance or even a strong hold, over the art of the craft, performances, pictures, artwork, books, films, even stories have been told, yet even within science and math all done seeking to acquire to master the art of the craft.
...
...
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
428 reads
10 Comments
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