Whispered all the way through this and it is magnificent. You write so the imagery brings the emotions with it. The feeling of cold, then its dormency, the slow beginning of Spring's warmth and the magical infusion of feelings that her gentle touch begins to bring to the earth and the approval the sky gives in the beautiful artistry of clean bright colors and images for the newly arrived below. Life's plate had been wiped clean and she has now arrived to renew once again the bounties of life. Upon arrival, she kissed winter goodnight and succumbing to her charms, he melts into the earth to add the much needed moisture of his purifying love to fertilize Springs new eggs of life. Of course only my thoughts on this beatiful piece of artistic writing. Your magic pen created desire for the seasons and gave birth to another masterpiece by you. Great job!
This was just perfect, Craigspeare, I only wish I could describe how much I loved this. The delicacy in the images, the tenderness in the affection, everything just slides into place forming the most stunning of poems! You are the master of words and I bow to you!
What an absolutely fantastic write! I love the imagery, the word choice, and even the rhyme scheme (and I'm usually not one for rhymed poetry). There was something sensual, intellectual, and inspirational in this piece that just sent it over the edge of good poetry into my little world of "favorites". I look forward to reading more from you!
craig this so winter,so spring,your words flower,flutter,stars are shimmering and winds are whispering in ecstasy ,,,your words transfer us to vales faraway,,,,
This is one of the most remarkable pieces of poetry I've ever read on this site. Your theme can be appreciated by anyone, and your descriptive powers leave the reader spellbound, swept away into another moment somewhere out there. I enjoyed the read immensely, as I see have many others here. Bravo!
oh my god this was amazing! i can't stop reading it!
the emotions the imagery the word choice the idea of her being the spring that brings warmth and life and beauty to your winter full of ice and dormancy..it was lovely. you are a more than talented writer and this poem definitely proves that.
"There are only four questions of value in life...
What is sacred?
Of what is the spirit made?
What is worth living for..
and what is worth dying for?
The answer to each is the same:
ONLY .. more..