"Floret, Floret Silva Nobilis..."
Quoting Carmina Burana--this is a poem for Nature's spring resurrection.
Ostara is She,
Dancing barefoot on green sward.
Ostara is She,
Moon Rabbit nested in flowers.
Ostara is She,
Sweet Mother of Morning Stars.
Ostara is She,
Forests pink and white a’blooming.
Ostara is She,
Nature's eggs all in one basket--
Cry welcome with
Brightest birdsong.
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A people’s heart can be found in their poetic words. In history men and women have stood firmly upon their soapboxes and street corners, rallying the deepest beliefs of people to rise up and be heard. The poetrypages.com has offered that voice a new
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
Ode to joy, reawakening, burgeoning, I can hear Carmina Burana play;
love the original rich thrust and powerful brevity of this.
John
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
hugs
Fee
Romeo (Just teasing)
Love and best wishes,
Regis