March
By Rhiannonw
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(as with 'January' and 'February' this is based, though to a lesser extent, on ‘Mawrth' [March] by Eifion Wyn)
What do I see? a daffodil
woken up to shiver, glow
smile of spring, despite the chill:
unseen, the buds and bulbs regrow.
What do I see? some leaves, crushed tight,
unfold their creases and expand –
the dormant life let out to light
soon green will spread across the land.
What do I hear? the birds in song
chorus of voices sweet and skilled,
then later gripping twigs they wing,
slip into bushes, nests to build.
What do I feel? the warmth increases:
some rise from sickbeds, feeling stale,
emerge, and find fresh air releases
health and bloom to faces pale.
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Rhiannon, are you preparing
Rhiannon, are you preparing us for spring? Yes, in my little corner of the world, the nature already comes back to life.
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Rhiannon, your poem brought
Rhiannon, your poem brought me that hopeful feeling that miraculous spring is on the way.
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Lovely! Things are waking up
Lovely! Things are waking up. Happy St David's Day.
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Hi Rhiannon
Hi Rhiannon
I saw my first open daffodils yesterday too. It does cheer things up so much despite the cold to have that promising colour. Lovely poem.
Jean
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