Spring
Daffodils on sunlit hills
And a warmth felt in the breeze
Greening grass of days that last
And birds chirping in the trees
Causes wintered heart to sing
On these days so blessed by spring
Early glow, morning sun low
Awakens the drenching dew
In one voice, spirits rejoice
Sung praises for sky of blue
Mind begins its wandering
On these days so blessed by spring
Starlings splash in a birdbath
Singing in their great delight
Children play through sunny days
And the gray of warmed twilight
Mindless of the little things
On these days so blessed by spring
Greater green fills living scene
As nature throws off its sleep
Hope renewed by brighter view
And the promises we keep
Happiness inspiring
On these days so blessed by spring
Seasons pass, you cannot last
Must tell you before you go
That all you share, sun-drenched care
Does more than make grass grow
Love found in all living things
On these days so blessed by spring
It’s like reading this I can live through a virtual spring. It’s such a soothing piece which talks about all the positivity and beauty brings along.. Thanks for sharing such a wonderful piece ππ
Thank you, V! I hope you are well and safe. Can’t tell you how much your constant support means to me.
I am doing good, hope you are doing well too. I would definitely be around
Well said π
thanks for a beautiful view of spring, bringing even more light to it with your words
Thanks, Beth! Your support is a constant tonic to my soul!
I could feel the breeze, feel the daffodils and the green grass. I could hear the birds and the children !! I did visit the place. Beautiful land it is. Thank you Brad for writing this β€
No, it is I who should thank you for reading, commenting, and all your support!
You too do the same for me !! π β€
Very nice Brad beautiful verses about the season. Lovely imagery so much to be thankful for in Spring. Thanks for painting such a lovely picture for us. Have a blessed day Brad. Love and hugs Joni πΊπΈπ
Thank you, Joni! I can feel all the love and hugs. You’re the best! β€πΉπΌπ·
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summer is my favorite season, while spring and fall are tied with each other for my next favorite. But you certainly make a good case for the beauty of Spring. I’m surprised there was no mention of the joy you have when you get out on your bike on a nice Spring day!
I usually leave any motorcycle references for those pieces specifically written about riding. But I do have a few of those penned and waiting for their opportunity in the sun, so to speak. Thanks, Jim! Did you see the discussion between Pete and I on my post “Watercolor”? We have added a new word to the English language in your honor.
I am so jealous that you already have a few poems in the pipeline – how many do you typically write per day? Many times I’m still trying to think of something to write at 10:00 at might, for that day’s post! And I had not seen the back and forth you and Pete had- thanks for letting me know. Maybe having a word named after me will help in my pursuit of a Noble prize..
It can’t hurt. To answer your question about writing, some days I may only write a portion of a poem, some days none at all. Then other days, led by the muse, I may write as many as four or five. It sometimes comes in spurts. I usually have more than a dozen poems already finished and awaiting posting. It wasn’t always that way, but I try to stay ahead as the pressure of a daily deadline can dramatically effect the quality of the work. I try to stay ahead on poetry and both the Tuesday Tidbits and Whittled words series. Right now, if I wrote nothing new, I think I could post daily for about a month. Unfortunately, there is no Noble Prize for preparedness…π
Wow! A month’s worth of work – I can’t even fathom such a situation. And I agree that running up against a deadline likely affects the quality, but I stopped worrying about quailty about five years ago… π
Timing may be a concern for you, but quality has never been an issue…just ask your readers!
there may be some readers who read my posts just so they can say “At least my writing is not as bad as borden’s”i π
I think your stats would argue otherwise. By the way, it has probably been a minute or two since you last checked them, so you should pop in for an update…π€£ππ
my stats are actually right in front of me as I respond to your comment… sad, I know…
Not necessarily sad, but predictable for sure
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Thanks for the beauty of springtime and the opportunity to be outside instead of cooped up in the house. I know it’s spring when the grass is on steroids, and the gophers are active. It’s a trade-off worth having.
Thanks, Pete! I am so done with all this now, but it is what it is.
Beautiful written Brad.Can see and feel π spring days before my eyes through your poem, though it’s hot Summer here for us now. This poem is like a refreshment now, thank you π
Sending you a cool spring breeze, Shanti!
Thank you Brad π
Very visual, had me hooked! π
Thank you , Brandon! I appreciate your kind words and encouragement!