This is one of many in a series of "Two Minute Poems". An explanation for this would be the Muse adopts my digits and I dream the words and afterwards read them. The magic comes and it flies before comprehension from a well of spirits. I have no solid explanations except for magic from a spirit wishing to be heard. ~*SKR*~
The First of Spring...a two minute poem
The sun filters through Spanish Moss to chase the chill away
Then shadows of a derelict cloud cedes to golden rays
Spring has blossomed once again...when new buds open up
When little fists collect the smiles of yellow buttercups
The valley's green in lime array seems like a mattress soft
When picnics lay all sprawled out and kites flip aloft
When cabin fever's just a thought and rosy cheeks attest
That Spring has sprung and brought with her all her very best
Colors and aromas...brightness for miles and miles
Energies all bared and tanned with laughter and wee smiles
Beautiful write, Susan! I too sometimes feel like someone is writing through me, especially when the subject comes from no-where and I'm done in 5 minutes. I love when that happens, don't you?
Buddy
Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)
Reviewed on February 23, 2003
I WANT SPRING HERE NOW WAHHHHHHHH!!!! VERY beautifully written with such quick moving flow awesome job on this one
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
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Buddy
Excellently Done...
TRASK
Great write.
The Voice
Jack
can't wait for spring.
William
made me long for spring;)
Love it peace
Peg