A Poem by HB

I was feeling like a little Spring poetry couldn't hurt. ^.^


Such a cruel month you are

You make me despair

With your tempting little hints

Of Spring in the Air.


I see daffodils, crocusses and tulips

All Growing.

But when I look out the window--What the Heck?!

Is it Snowing?!


Now I'm splashing through puddles

And trying to stay warm,

As I wait out another of your

Truculent spring storms.


Then the very next day

You'll have me content,

Napping warm in the sun

Feeling calm and lambent.


Oh, March, how you change

From being Great, to Such a Bummer!

But I really do love you.

Because You bring me Summer.

© 2011 HB

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This is wonderful, i enjoyed this write.
Love the flow & rhyme scheme.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Thought you'd enjoy that. I love "truculent". It doesn't get used nearly enough in my point of view. ^.^

Posted 9 Years Ago

Nice use of "truculent"! Good word, that. Also "lambent" - that's a real beauty.

And what an apt description of March.

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Added on March 29, 2011
Last Updated on March 29, 2011
Tags: March, Spring, Flowers, Rain



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