First Flush.
From her first flush Spring trumpets
with full-throated daffodil-gold
her vibrant welcome to lovers
of April's effective proposal
of making new season push
her bud-bursting notions
while whispers blown
thru' each petal look
to birth pale colour
which sets pace
of growth-rush
when Summer
takes over.
- Author: Fay Slimm. ( Offline)
- Published: April 25th, 2022 04:01
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 51
- Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek, Saxon Crow, Laura🌻
Comments12
Lovely poem of spring.
Thank you loads for your read and comment on First Flush Rozina.
A good flowerpot shaped poem Fay. One of our cats sleeps in a big flowerpot. Ahhh!
Glad yu liked the shape of my tribute to Spring today dear Orchi.
So beautiful and serene…nothing bit a poetry of nature’s beauty can ascend a tired mind…very lovely work penned dear Fay….
Agreed dear Spills - poetry lifts tired minds like nothing else and Spring is the time for tributes to first flush of beauty. Great you enjoyed the read.
Oh I love this poem! With the color and the shape of the poem, what's not to like? I wish spring would come where I live so I just live vicariously through this poem. Thanks!
I guessed you would like the shape of First Flush dear Christina and thank you for the comment -- wishing you Spring near where you live as it brightens all faces of wintery places.
'of making Nature blush
with bud-burst notions
and whispers blown
thru' each petal'..
ahh, dear Fay
our MPS, Nature Poet
par excellence!
'making us, drift
and glide, on your wings
of ink..
as our fingertips, type
on QWERTY, keys
as-if, we're brushing
Nature's, velvet leafed
verdure cheeks...!
Your comment makes writing so worth while on this friendly site dear L.B. - -thanking you most sincerely for dropping by for a read.
aesthetically pleasing and magnificently appropriate .. reads well too, what's not to like on a page such as this ...move over spring, summers on the horizon ..
You do me nicely with your continued support of my efforts at trying to verse beauties of Spring. Thanking you ever so deeply dear friend....................x
Awe inspiring Fay. Such a wonderful poem
Your dropping by for a read is most welcome dear Sax - so pleased you like it as Spring has the edge on seasons with me.
It's absolutely my favourite season as well. 😁
What a blessing your poetry is! I enjoy the way the poem tapers in length as the reader journeys further. Great display!
Much appreciated your support of the both shape and content of my take on Spring. - many thanks Rocky
My Dear Fay,
Happy to ‘see’ you today. Reading your poem has brightened my day. It’s cold and wintry like today where I am.
Thank you for sharing.
Laura🌻
Ah - there you are Fay, I wondered where you'd gone.
Is that the vase shape of the inner daffodil flower I see before my eyes? Yes, but in words this day it heralds beautifully the onset of our most welcome change of seasons.
Like the return of opening buds it's so good to welcome you back to my humble screen with your warmth of words. Hi there! - how are you... are you staying a while?
Your welcome is truly appreciated my friend - I am I hope now back here to stay - the fact that I have had a new computer installed but it messed up my passwords etc and I have been locked out of M.P.S. for quite some while - I tried daily to get on board again and was not allowed entry - - but a friend informed admin.of my sad story - - and now I am back. Love how you compare my return dear Dusk to opening buds.
A great expression of Spring's arrival. Color returns to replace the drab offerings of winter, flowers bloom, trees bud. Who could ask for more? Nice write Fay - Phil A.
May that growth rush be forever with us Fay.
Andy
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