Betwixt Winter and Summer
Spring bursts into bloom,
as I walk through the meadow
that has now lost it's gloom.
From primeval times
this cycle has spun,
for earth in renewal
can be compared to none.
Zephyrs rustle through thickets
wafting sweet scent of bramble,
as I wander past quietly
I hear many mad scrambles.
Down in the glen
new life frolicks in delight,
for at this time of year
my soul surely reignites.
In swift flight overhead
I hear sounds of a lute,
mother bird warbles up high
for babe's food in pursuit.
Entwined in the thicket
life shelters from Spring rains,
this archaic development
will continue to reign.
Author notes
Words used in order - BETWIXT, MEADOW, PRIMEVAL, RUSTLE, BRAMBLE, WANDER, GLEN, FROLICKS, SWIFT, LUTE, ENTWINED, THICKET, SHELTERS, ARCHAIC.
SOME WORDS HAVE AN 'S' OR 'ED' AT THE END. hOPE THAT'S OK!
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A contest entry
- Spring Themed Wordbank by Frodofan.
475 points, ended April 3, 2008, 5 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Very Very Well Done--Perfect flow of the rhyming verse and use of the wordbank--favorite stanzas are:
"Zephyrs rustle through thickets
wafting sweet scent of bramble,
as I wander past quietly
I hear many mad scrambles.
Down in the glen
new life frolicks in delight,
for at this time of year
my soul surely reignites."
Congrats on the Silver!!
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This is a very pretty poem. I think you used the words very well as they blend into your poem nicely.
I did think, though, that perhaps this line doesn't fit the tone of the rest of the poem, "I hear many mad scrambles." To me, the phrasing seemes a little less happy though I of course know what you mean.
Thank you for entering. This is very nice and really does get me in a spring mood.
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oh rgan this is such a beautiful imagery wihtin your words and it really is just beauitfully penned well done
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Nice write.
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