Fantasy Spring sonnet. Illustration by Sara Russell, virtual collage using 3D tool and cam image of daffodils at home.

The Goddess of Spring
c. Sara L. Russell, 5th March 2003

When next the moon, in soft pearlescent mist,
Ascends over these Sussex hills of green,
In dreaming skies of smoky amethyst,
The goddess of the Spring will soon be seen.
She waves her staff and emeralds appear
As rolled buds on each dewy sapling bough;
Frost mellows as she warms the atmosphere,
As warm as winter's vestiges allow.
Magical mandrakes shiver in the soil
Blooms open in the middle of the night,
Stardust revives what cold air did despoil
Wherever Springtime's dainty feet alight.
Apollo's chariot will cross the sky,
All earth rejoice; the Goddess Spring is nigh.