glorious heralds

glorious heralds

A Poem by James Paulin

spring poem


stiffened by winters chilly might     

bleak scenes surround till spring arrives

promise of hope to change green from white

crocus sprout, warm sun revives

their hues ring bright spread here and there

nature blooms forth as days turn fair


fresh life appears with Gods caress

buds split apart, birds chirp delight

flowers bloom robed in fine finesse

worms come alive, bugs take to flight

sights, smells and sound, sensual thrills

blares of acclaim, flared daffodils


dressed in yellows, gold to pastel

joy fills trumpets for ears tuned in

lifts downed spirits, this plant compels

smiles or blessings bound to begin

Two by design, show God playful

More important, make souls faithful


© 2019 James Paulin

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Oh, I cannot wait for spring to err, spring into being and bring with it the hope of new dawns and new days, but with less of the brr! Of what it replaces.
I can't wait to use more senses and be pleasantly surprised from hibernation, of the aroma of life.
Very fitting I came across this piece today, when winter bites once more after springs false dawn.

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Added on March 13, 2019
Last Updated on March 13, 2019


James Paulin
James Paulin


After 38 years of working as an automotive design sculptor, I retired and have been doing a bit of fishing and writing poems. I've gotten better at both and had some recognition. Most of my poems are .. more..