A colours choir sang vibrantly

Spring...an oldie given an airing

Heads bowed as if in quiet prayer
the daffodils they swayed,
whilst dappled light through dancing trees
upon the lush grass played.

A bluebell sea rolled silently
to fallow fields yet sown,
o'er which in coming warmer months
a yellow quilt be thrown.

The thin veiled mists of early morn'
that washed the world with white,
cede to the over eager sun
days ever warm and bright.

A colours choir sang vibrantly
from life that bloomed anew,
to celebrate the birth of Spring
now another winter through.

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous work with powerful imagery.

[Gee]

Thanks Thomas

[Poetic Beauty]

I love the use of daffodils in this poem. They are a beautiful early spring flower that adds so much joy and color to the world. This whole poems is joyful with the renewal of spring and the world becoming full of color once again as winter has ended

[Gee]

Thank you PB

[Lisasview]

Hi Gordon,
Are you back from your biking adventure? Was a lot of money earned for the charity?
This poem feels different then any I have read of yours in the past. Not sure exactly why..Perhaps the rhyme sequence?
Whatever it is I really enjoyed your poem..
Perfect as summer came all of a sudden and used the rain away...Our garden is thrilled!!
Lisa, early Monday morning

[Gee]

Hi Lisa, got back to the UK yesterday evening, I am knackered.
As a group thus far we have raised in excess of £75,000 pounds and with 30 days to go hopefully we will finish around the 90 grand mark.
Thank you for dropping in.
Hope you are both well.

[Lisasview]

What did you think of my comments regarding your poem?
Lisa

[Gee]

Morning Lisa.
Regarding your comment, I guess this one has more of a sing song feel to it and reads at a pace. As with all others there is no conscious syllable counting it is written so that when read aloud it flows smoothly..
Hope all is well with Spain...I'm so tired :))

[Betty Hermelee]

Finally it's summer and you paint an imaginative picture of what it looks like. Slowly, fallow grows to an array of colors..."A yellow quilt" what a great metaphor! These mature flowers sway in the breeze.... dance their way to fall. beautiful write Gee...
Best, B

[Gee]

Hi Betty, thank you. Glad you enjoyed the read.
Hope you are well

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome Gee, hope you are well too!
Best, B

[Lofi Girl]

This made me wanna jump in a field of dandelions :)

[Gee]

Thank you :)

[lightsong]

Really beautiful and lifting the spirits up dear Gee, your expressions touch my heart with sheer tenderness and beauty. delightful to the hearts and minds. a Song of spring~

[Gee]

Apologies for the late thank you.
Hope you are well m'dear

[lightsong]

No worries at all :>

All is well, I hope it's the same there :>

[augustus]

How I look forward to a warmer Spring with daffodils abloom and the sun making a difference to all the colour around us. Your poem covers it well.

[Gee]

Thank you Augustus

[Norman 223]

A lovely observation, Gee, of the springtime spectrum that encompasses a wonderfull, though fleeting time of year. Even though we have had such a horrendous winter, colour is already appearing in gardens and hedgerows, that shows the resilience of nature.

Norman

[Gee]

Hi Norman, hope you are well on the way back to full fitness.
Thank you for finding this and commenting.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Wow i especially loved last stanza or verse thanks for this beauty into my poetry competition good luck

[Gee]

Thank you Julie

[kentuck14]

No human choir could sing it better!! G, a wonderful poem of spring and all its glory!

As an aside I heard Milton Keynes mentioned on a Brit show the other night in reference to a prison. Told the wife . . . there's a fella on the WC site who lives there. Small world.
Tom

[Gee]

Cheers Tom.
Small world indeed. I once say by a pool on holiday in Tenerife and got chatting to a fella who it turned out was in the process of selling one of my brother's houses.