Illusion

Deep

      winter

Broad snowflakes

fall

Then rise

A bird

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

Life lives in this poem! Seasons come and go trying to give what they should, Spring perhaps a beautiful clarion call for the entire year. And, sometimes we're gifted with smiles, sometimes we need be patient, just as the soil is, just as Nature takes it time because it needs to. But try stopping the snowdrops and in due course the primroses, daffodils and all. As said by someone, 'like women, Spring smiles as soon as you look at her! Your words have conjured such wonderful thoughts for this landscapist! Thank you!

[Relic]

Thanks very much for your comment, emma. :)

[emmajoygreen]

Enjoyed your words and the accompanying thoughts they raised.

[Betty Hermelee]

When snowflakes fall frigid winter is upon us and when they rise, spring pops in...with new life, blossoms, leaves, birds ,color....it is a re-birth of a season that sparkles and dances....and gives nourishment to our universe....nice write!
Warmly, B

[Relic]

Thank you very much, Betty. Let's hope this spring and summer are good ones. :)

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome
Warmly, B

[Coyote Poetry]

I am glad Spring is here. Nice and warm in Michigan now. I don't miss Winter. I am happy like a Spring bird when the warm days appear. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Relic]

I appreciate the comment, Coyote. I too like the spring. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

A perfect May in Michigan my friend.