Spring Splendour.
Already
Wildness stirs.
Sounds vibrate.
Driven journeys.
Areas staked.
Desires return.
Passion gilds landscape
while ocean's broad breast
gyrates with Spring splendour.
Already
Mating time.
Arenas claimed.
Battle for life
Precedes displays.
New couples combine
while genes wait to scent
more breath of Spring splendour.
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Fay Slimm. (
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Yay for Spring!!! Best time of the year 🙂 which was wonderfully stated in your poem
Thanking you kindly dear friend - -so pleased you enjoyed the read of Spring Splendour
Not long now Fay and what better reminder could an old geezer ask for... perfectly penned with two capital P's.....
Neville
Already the changes are making themselves felt now Spring's on our doorstep down here in south west so thought i would sing it praises to welcome it - - thank you loads Nev and glad you gave it two capital Ps - - - (but I dont believe you're an O.G. )
always a bloomin pleasure … bloomin always..
Neville
Cor! I wish.... even the wading birds round here have got their wellies on..... there's nothing doing here 'cept wait for fair weather to repair those windblown fences.
It was your 4th line which 'got' me. You won't do much driving around here unless you have a tractor beneath you... everywhere is flooded.
Pushing all that to one side though, I do like your poem encouraging spring.... i can see daffodils in my minds eye.
Dear friend D.A - - that rather obscure 4th line was meaning that those on journeys to MATING are driven by natural urges in spring and sometimes that takes crossing wide distances too.......... lovely comment however and so glad you saw first daffs in your mind......... lots though already here in Cornwall I might add..................... big smiles from Fay .
Good write Fay.
Thank you dear Orchi. for having a read of Spring Splendour.
ANGELA HERE - Good Evening FAY ! For Me the transition from Winter to Spring (in the UK) is the most dramatic of the four Annual Seasonal Changes. In the Countryside Nature moves from Barren to Bounty - from Death to Development - from Freezing to Freshness - in essence its all about S * X !
Love the shape of the Poem - reminded Me of BLUEBELLS harbinger of Late Spring / Summer ! Thanks for sharing a lovely glimpse of Sister Spring and an antidote to the recent Drizle - Damp & Darkness even in Sunny Essex. Thank GOD that Spring is already Springing - AMEN !
Blessings & Peace & Joy now that Spring has Sprung !
Love ANGELA & BRIAN - 🧡🤍💜🤍🧡
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It is definitely the image of daffodils that form the catalyst for thoughts of spring. A fine positive poem from your quill Fay.
Ex animo, Alan
Yes the stirrings of Spring are around us, the daffs are out, the birds are nest building and new life will soon be upon us. Great write Fay.
Andy
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