glorious heralds

spring poem

stiffened by winters chilly might     

bleak scenes surround till spring arrives

promise of hope to change green from white

crocus sprout, warm sun revives

their hues ring bright spread here and there

nature blooms forth as days turn fair

 

fresh life appears with Gods caress

buds split apart, birds chirp delight

flowers bloom robed in fine finesse

worms come alive, bugs take to flight

sights, smells and sound, sensual thrills

blares of acclaim, flared daffodils

 

dressed in yellows, gold to pastel

joy fills trumpets for ears tuned in

lifts downed spirits, this plant compels

smiles or blessings bound to begin

Two by design, show God playful

More important, make souls faithful

 

Reviews

[Lorry]

Oh, I cannot wait for spring to err, spring into being and bring with it the hope of new dawns and new days, but with less of the brr! Of what it replaces.
I can't wait to use more senses and be pleasantly surprised from hibernation, of the aroma of life.
Very fitting I came across this piece today, when winter bites once more after springs false dawn.