Spring Verse Poems

The clamor heard 
In the urgently raucous awakening of Spring
Slowly dies down
During the lethargic sibilance of Summer,
But quickly revives
With the crunchy tanginess of Fall,
Only to...

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Down where
  The glowing sun illuminates the eastern sky
    Lemony daylilies open one more bloom
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It’s that time again
Time for all of us to gather 
Come from all parts, new starts
Bring lot of pics and stories
Hugs and kisses, brand new...

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Spring is here finally
And I am enjoying every minute of it
Every single day
That my life turns around
At 90 degrees angle
But don’t forget that there are...

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               The fervent, abiding sun
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Margaret
Count your blessings every day
Take your baby steps every day
There is no need to walk fast
Also you not alone
Our father are watching out for you
We...

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Maybe among so many barricades that protect my heart,
I was born to be read once and then locked away for eternity.
To be just a fleeting...

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ALLOW me to hold your hand and send the stars
into nocturnal eyes

A night's breeze seems to whisper how I love you.

Give me reason so I...

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AFTER I finish my statement 
 as confessed I, my fear:
    if you should ever leave me
i know we love each other...

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I know that I have died before—
once in November, once in June.
How strange to choose June again,
so concrete with its green breasts and bellies...
The city...

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She showers,
She falls,
She drenches us...
But she shows off a rainbow... 

She shines,
She bursts,
She burns us sometimes...
But she lets the gentle breeze blow... 

She makes us...

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Rivers of thoughts flow through my mind, like dreams lost in the endless ocean of memories,
Spreading night over my heart, searching for answers among falling...

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Clouds drift
Sun Lifts
Minds slumber, peacefully adrift
Birds sing
Bells ring
A quiet morning in the spring 
Blue skies
Mind’s Eye
Takes it all in to clarify
What’s This
All This
Is there anything...

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PETRICHOR*

With a gentle gliding,
The wings of her purple poncho flapping,
My delicate little lady rides
Her once-in-a-while fine mood.
My purple poncho flaps, too,
Like a huge and unrestrained
Butterfly-of-a-covering,
And...

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