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Click herezephyrs whisper ‘cross the field,
motes of pollen, anther peeled.
drunken bees, bumble on
pimping ‘til the day is done.
lacewings new,
bake their wings, from morning dew.
swallows flitting through the blue
spring’s now full, a thrilling hue.
blackbird’s thrilling chorus
ever free, wild thesaurus.
spawn hatchings fill the pond,
nature’s magic with her wand.
welcome life’s new season here,
balmy days we hold them dear.
Original and very visual. You did a wonderful job here birthing springs beautiful moments!
du lac~
but saw syndra's comment on the new poems thread. This is a wonderful poem, midwicket.
I love, love, love this! Why the hell isn't there a little H sitting next to it?
These 2 bits are beyond brilliant:
drunken bees, bumble on
pimping ‘til the day is done.
blackbird’s thrilling chorus
ever free, wild thesaurus.
Beautiful descriptive writing,
light and breezy a perfect spring
poem, this was a delight to read!
Thank you.
~ J