Encouraging words, with warm winds are heard,
casting us out of the shade.
So I accepted a new haircut
stepped out of the dark rut
onto the pristine garden that's been laid.
Giggle-ling river now, once where shivered thou,
trickling down, reflecting the grain.
So I kicked off my shoes
jumped in with clear muse
and drank up the nectar of new rain.
Splashing forth, serving up delightful new course,
vegetation sprouts with glee.
So I dug in my elbows
to impassion that which grows
and relished in the bounty to be.
A contest entry
- Springtime Originals by Hoosierpoet.
700 points, ended April 21, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I enjoyed reading this, and the thoughts you expressed were certainly mindful of spring. You have a nice rhyme patern, which I liked a lot, though I thought some of the rhymes were a bit forced. Thanks so much for entering this contest.
Best wishes,
Moses -
Ooooh. So pretty! I wanna jump right in too! And I love the first new grass that comes up after the winter rains... =] Refreshing.
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