Out of Winter

Happy Easter

Depleted

          Desolate

                   Dead

Seed

          ceases

                    being

                             seed

Beginning

          Budding

                   Burgeoning

 Alive

 

          A Resurrection

                   Reflection

Author's Note

All winter I wait for Nature's rebirth.

Reviews

[James Hanna-Magill]

Dear Rita

Time for me to say hello.

High time!

Your piece?

Less is more.

Words sloping down a page.

Few but meaningful.

In 'Just for one day' I attempt this style.

Acrostic but with a shapely twist like this.

In spirit, as your reader, like you, I await the Spring every year with eagerness.

The hour going forward.

The 'Fall back, Spring forward'.

It is a time of rebirth and regeneration as you so skilfully say:

"Beginning

Budding

Burgeoning

Alive

A Resurrection"

Although I can often use many words when fewer will do, sometimes if not always concision works best as does yours here.

You have used a few words to set a tone.

I read minds (just empathetically) even across the Atlantic Ocean and I have just read and agreed with yours.

Affecting and effective.

Thank you for reminding me Spring is nearly here.

With my kindest regards as ever


James

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, James - yes, Spring is nearly here, and always returns even after the bleakest winter. Thank you for your kind review!

[fireblossom]

Graphically portrays the change in season while in the larger picture gives obeisance to the resurrection hope. Nice work.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you!

[quinfinn]

spring, a time of renewal and birth. nature in all her gorgeous simplicity and complexity. and we have come to personify this time with awakening and rebirth, how apropos. this piece is simple yet beautiful, not unlike the season you embrace with it. outstanding write!

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, truly.

[quinfinn]

you're welcome!