Impulsive Spring

when eager spring pursued a speedy path

dashed in without a thought of taking heed

hoodwinked the yawning bulbs to early rise

threw off that winter coat she did not need

enjoyed the heat of summer come too soon

in haste no time was wasted that's for sure

magnolia in silence suffered so

unfurled those blooms fell quickly to the floor

while frosted breath at night made all retreat

as snow surprised our eyes with rising dawn

all colour gone the outlook bridal white

our garden fair stood lovely though forlorn

yet blackbirds undeterred their chorus heard

a gift of song for all and unreserved

Reviews

[Lorry]

I swear that each time I watch the weather report I half expect some model almost wearing a skirt to look at the camera, shrug with question mark eyebrows and a scooby doo expression and dissolve into a cartoon.
I swear in the past week alone we've had at least fourteen different seasons and all of them have left me with the same expression as the weather reporter.
If only they merged the weather with wheel of fortune, the accuracy rating would go up by at least infinity 😊
And if only we could interpret the blackbirds song, what would it say... "Mum, the microwave'on the blink again, these worms are still frozen in the middle!" 😊

[Chris Shaw]

Ha are you talking about female weatherforecasters wearing a curtain pelmet Lorry,? I know what you mean about the fourteen seasons. So difficult to know what to wear swinging from long John's and woollies to miniscule t shirts like a bra top:) You know I think you are on to some think merging the weather with a wheel of fortune. Now blackbird talk, to understand that I'll pour myself out another large gin. All the best and thanks for persevering with this glitch filled site to come out and play in our playground :)

Chris

[Lorry]

Yeah, those bra tops really chaff my nips 😊

[Lorry]

And yes, cat pelmets they're called here... Or some other word for cat 😊😊

[Thomas W Case]

Beautiful work, Chris. Powerful imagery.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Thomas. I appreciate you.

Chris

[Neville]

for the first time since seemingly forever it has felt like spring is just around the corner .. we have a little wren making her nest in one of the boxes and the garden appears to be waking up .. albeit slowly .. or is it just me .. prolet is indeed a temptress .. Neville

[Chris Shaw]

We have a little spring showing in our garden too. I am expecting snowdrops soon and tete a tete. Prolet is the best season of the year. Look after your little wren. Thank you for digging in my archives. Happy you found this one. I’d forgotten all about it. New avatar. Nice to see yer face chuck:)

Chris

[Dylan Macadham]

The Rapid passage of time, beautifully depicted in images of Seasons, ending with sweet Birdsong :)
Reminds me of how old movies moved time along, the spinning hands of a clock, snow falling, new buds, full foliage, autumn colors. You often write as though on a big screen, you once told me. ...and so well ! :)

[Chris Shaw]

Better late than never. Thank you Dylan. Apologies sent:)

Chris

[Tina]

Yeah we had a crazy Frost here to .when spring came we were still having chilly weather, its hotter now though.. nice peom.

[Chris Shaw]

Aw thanks Tina, a first visit from you. Appreciate you checking in. An attempt at a sonnet, I don't go there often :)

Chris

[Tina]

I never could understand the difference between a sonnet and a poem

[Chris Shaw]

Well above you have a poem really, because there is a set rhyme scheme for a sonnet which I didn't stick too, even though I penned fourteen lines with ten beats a line. Stella on here is Queen of sonnets. She does them perfectly. I am far too lazy :)

[Kerra]

I found this piece quite beautiful as well as kind of intriguing.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Kerra for your encouragement. Have a lovely day.

Chris.

[Miss Sharon]

You have described our snow-filled spring here in Colorado very beautifully. My poor flowers wilted by the cold look so pitiful it makes me want to sew a garment for them! ~Sharon

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Sharon. Our poor magnolia tree really suffered this year. Beautiful blooms unfurling one minute only to find the ground littered with them the next. The harsh side of spring. I hope your flowers pick up, sometimes they do. Many thank yous for your visit. All the best and taje care and keep safe.

Chris

[Poetic Beauty]

Yes when a surprise snow comes after lovely spring temperatures for a couple, it shocks the poor plants and trees that have already started blooming. It can kill some plants and some do okay and some won’t be back til next year because it caught them off guard.

This draws a clear portrait of a garden in full bloom with a coating of white thrown about. This is a beautiful poem about nature and how it can change within and instant catching humans and plants off guard

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you PB. Our Lady Susan which is a purple pink magnolia tree, suffered this year. That frost and snow took her completely by surprise. A pity, but it happens. Thank you so much for the read. I do love my garden :)

Chris

[Poetic Beauty]

I’m a lover of nature and plants as well. It is hard when you have watch something so beautiful grow and get the shock of a lifetime by an unwanted snow.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... I love this Spring Sonnet that I
am reading on the morning of my Birthday as the Sun is rising.
We had a freezing" warning until nine am this morning-- April 23, 2021.
I always put a knitted sweater on my Blue Hydrangea when we have a
prediction of a 'freeze' during the night. I planted my new Hydrangea in a
Terra Pot that I can carry from my small porch to the front of my Yard where
bright sunshine will heal their cold little hearts. It works for me, since I
have not created a "green house" in our latest home of three years.
May your Garden prosper at your touch of tender care. tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat, we have a green house which helps with many of my pots, but alas Lady Susan our magnolia can't be moved, so she can suffer. Too tall to cover with anything. Good idea to cover your hydrangea. We have the lace cap variety. Dear Pat your birthday is the same day as our patron saint St George. I will never forget your birthday:) I am very patriotic.

Chris

[mattavelli]

Hello, Christine! :)
I hope your garden recovers quickly. I really enjoyed this poem. It has lovely rhythm, and I think you captured the spirit of blackbirds well; they seem content anywhere. Haha

[Chris Shaw]

So right about blackbirds mattavelli, they sing whatever the weather. Thank you so much for your visit and your sonnet advice. Truly appreciated.

Chris