Spring

Cherry

By Ray Schaufeld

Fri, 10 Mar 2017
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Spring marches in

Daffodils shine, rising like saints

To the strong slow pulse

Of the pale foggy sun.

 

Sap rises, Life surprises

Our budding, opening, spreading

Warm pink blossomy blooms

Of Spirit.

 

January, February 2017

What took us so long this year

To get ourselves back into gear?

Age, wind and water, ill health

Bad news everywhere -

But now we're here.

 

Like belled snowdrop clumps,

Peopling the roadside edges

We gather as friends

Alive, joyous again

Welcoming,cheering, praising

Raising our glasses and hearts

To Spring!

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by YaseminB on

Rythm and Rhyme are perfect.

Yasemin Balandi

Submitted by celticman on

to Spring indeed. a rose is not a daffodil in need. Hurray for this new day. And as you say. That year. Our fear. Well, let go and grow 

 

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

Hey cheers Yasemin and CM for your good comments. Spring was in the air where I live today, hope you are feeling some rising sap too.

And cheers to the Eds for the cherries.

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Round here it was such a day yesterday, and good to see people's happy response to the warmth, brightness and colour breaking through.

I was puzzled by 'Warm pink blossomy blooms Of Spirit'. and couldn't decide if it was meant as a metaphor of your/our spirits joyfully blossoming, or that they were created by God to come and give us joy, or in a more pantheistic way??! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

Hi, Rhiannon glad you are enjoying Spring too. I am deliberately mixing cherry blossom with the joys humans feel at the arrival of Spring. Pantheistic, yessmiley

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

This is a lovely poem of the season Elsie,

sums Spring up nicely.

Jenny.