Revival

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Farewell to winter's gloomy days

for spring brings lighter hours

and bulbs that slept beneath cold earth

burst forth in comely flowers.

Up from the dark our snowdrops creep

their white bells coyly ringing

while daffodils in frilly frocks

sway to the blackbirds singing.

Away the freeze, come soon some warmth

my bones I feel them aching

and like my garden I too search

for sun to soothe my waking.

Reviews

[Wanda Vergara-Yates]

My internet freaked as I previously "reviewed," so I messaged you my brutally honest thoughts. Here is the public version that also is important:

Awesome theme, well written. Like me, you have a "way with words" that speaks deeply and sure. Nice pacing also. My internal reader sped and slowed, rose and fell, feeling warmth and chill. I am seated in your garden - I witness the struggle between the early blooms and the frost that tries to hide them.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Wanda, I really appreciate your thoughts. Sorry to hear your Internet freaked, that happens to me too sometimes and it is frustrating. Pleased to meet you on my page and many thanks for your very encouraging review.

Chris

[Robert Trakofler]

I love when you write in this form Chris:)
I am reading in the light of the hopes of suns warmth pon us all right now when the end of this Virus opens the world up in a new dawn:) with a little hope and gratitude and a different perspective about just what is truly important and not selfishness and petty needs and wants but real things like loving your fellow man and taking care of this planet before a pestilence we can not wait out occurs!
but a smiling Chris and a happy garden I'll take those any day for a start:)

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Bunny. I am smiling and happy today for the peace and tranquility of my garden. Ever conscious though of the chaos taking place elsewhere. Ever thankful for our NHS and dedicated staff. Keep well.

Chris

[Eilis]

Another lovely portrait imbued with the soul of nature itself. The playful dance and jingle of the flowers. The peace and triumph of breaking through the earth to reach the sun.

This subject feels so natural in the classical style, Chris. It hearkens back to the mind connected to nature through the natural rhythms of earth. We’ve lost a bit of that connection, but a poem like this makes it feel natural and intuitive and I’d like to get lost in a field of bowing and bobbing narcissus.

Lovely work; portrait to escape into. Hope the sun begins to warm you soon. We’ve had summer temps already and it feels a bit mad. But I am grateful for the sun.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your lovely review Eilis. There is much to be thankful for in my garden, and the sun has this minute come out to warm our cold bones. So pleased you enjoyed this poem. All the best.

Chris

[gram linski]

another fine natural poem yearning for sunshine to warm our bones and chase away the icy chill of winter, good writing Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Yes gram, a bit of warmth would go a long way. Been spending quite a bit of time in tge garden, but it has been so cold the last couple of days. Hoping for a change in temperature. Thanks for the visit.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

Spring bursting forth with daffodils in fluffy frocks... Flip flops and violets. There is a sense of vulnerability when Spring is in the Aire. truly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Pat. I have to say my garden looks a picture at the moment. A place of light relief in a world hit by Covid. Be safe my friend.

Chris

[danielle.]

Love this, beautiful flow and a picture of hope. I love the in between seasons: spring and autumn. It is a beautiful autumn day here in my corner if the world. So perfect it is hard to imagine the hardship of elsewhere... at least for a moment.

[Chris Shaw]

Elle Morrell, thank you for checking in and sharing your lovely thoughts. All good wishes.
read moreElle Morrell, thank you for checking in and sharing your lovely thoughts. All good wishes.

Chris

[Moonie]

Very elegantly written, and I adore the word choice in here. You're reviving rhymes along with the revival of life and frolic that the coming of spring foreshadows.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your lovely review.

Chris

[Re-Pete]

now i'm ready. awaken and live, sleep no more. out with the old, in with the new. wonderfully hopeful as is the season. title says it all. one of my favorite things is when the crocus poke their heads out through lingering snow ... :)

[Chris Shaw]

Many thank yous Pete.

Chris

[Katrina Mckeown]

Spring .. my favourite time of year! Love your lyrical dance throughout your lovely written poem..a delight to read. Beautiful Chris
Katrina x

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your thoughts. Most appreciated.

Chris

[Katrina Mckeown]

Was my pleasure :)

[CD Campbell]

Lovely poem. The words seem to flit about like small birds enjoying the new spring sun. I too feel like things are starting to wake up around and inside me with the coming of the new season. I'm not old by no means, but the winter seems to get harsher to me with every year. This was a nice bit of sunshine to read after a cold front came in yesterday. All the best to you.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you CD for your encouraging response.

Chris

[Jimmy Yetts]

A lovely, creative and quite elegant portrayal of how most of us feel at Winter's long, drawn-out ending.
Spring! Mother Nature's appointed time for playing dress-up.
Strut your stuff, baby!

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Jimmy for the encouragement.

Chris