Wordle: eggs,
trust, test, not, high, course, peep,
mug, trial, form, bring, blown, stick
mug, trial, form, bring, blown, stick
Spring
Candy
eggs
Sugared
peeps
A mug
of chocolate
Marks
a sacred day
A day
of reappearing
Rebirth
Regeneration
This
day goes back
To
ancient times
It is
spring
A
time of
Renewal
The
difficult trials
Of
winter
In
the rearview mirror
Behind
us
There
is trust in
A new
beginning
High
above
Birds
fly
Build
nests
For
new life
Drop
seeds into
The
ground
A
test
Bulbs
that have been
Dreaming
deep
Send
new shoots
Of
green to the surface
Just beginning
To appear
The
remains of snow
Have
been blown
To
other seasons
Temperatures
mild
Bring
thoughts of
Summer
Note: I am in the feeling of spring, the sun shines, and new growth appears. It is warmer now. Though we still shiver, and remark about how cold it still is, when the cold winds blow. There were two words, 'not, and stick,' just didn't seem to fit, did not fall into place. Perhaps I will return with an idea….perhaps not. I will accept what Spring brings, in life and in my poem.
13 comments:
Oh I love the bulbs that have been dreaming deep! Here we had NO winter and just when we were anticipating spring, SNOW has come - late, but definitely here.
I'm with you - let Spring come! I'll take some of those candy eggs and peeps too!
Another 'journey of life' treatment here Annell - this time through the seasons - you're first poet so far to go with the egg- Easter - Spring connection, which feels especially good to me today on a mild late winter Sunday with the bulbs now beginning to poke through... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
Annell, while I don't go through the seasonal changes here like in the states, there is a similarity. Yes, this is lovely and not using two of the words, matters not. I didn't use 6 or 7 of them.
Love,
Pamela
Such magical textures in your opening lines and the images throughout..spring makes you feel young again..like a long drought since that last candy egg..a burst of joy on the page..happy Sunday to you x
i am anxious for spring...for putting hands in the earth
for birthing new life...for feeling the sun on my skin
and burning.
I like the idea that the remains of snow have been blown to other seasons. I certainly hope they have been blown to spring and will soon be responsible for the growth of those bulbs that are resting beneath the surface. It has been a long winter.
We often forget the once earthy hardship of enduring winter and the utter joy of spring bringing hope again, and full bellies and sunshine.
This is lovely! Winter here hates to go. I am ready for spring!
Thank you for pulling us from the present and pointing us in that hopeful direction of candied eggs and peeps.
Elizabeth
some hope.. :) which is hard to generate here in the midst of yet another cold snap...
Annell, we had no winter here and were feeling unscathed, ready to leap into spring, when the snow suddenly came! But I remember the feeling of those green sprouts showing up...it wont be long here, either. I love most "Bulbs that have been
Dreaming deep
Send new shoots"...lovely.
love this celebration of Rebirth...and the peeping bulbs.. :)
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