A Spring Ode of Hope

Inner realization and joy knowing the winter cold is ebbing away and Spring is coming to stay.r

A Spring Ode of Hope

 

Hues within multi-ribbon catches,

Sunset flames adorn highest branches.

Chickadee-serenades are stirring.

Crescent Haloes,

A sapphire yearning.

Firmament full of Cornelian Patches,

Lustrous dreams of reality flashes.

Colors of meaning,

All adorning.

Living hope rings early morning.

World within Catches glory without.

Grande coalesce to future route.

Kathy Van Kurin

April, 2019

Author's Note

I suppose most people by now know about my view of life..well I am very interested in what this poem means to you. Thank you so much for your personal input. Another thing, ideas about how to make it better?

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

A cascade of brilliant colors in this one. I think the poet is emphasizing them to capture the emergence of new life in the spring season. Spring is the season of new hope, the time of resurrection from the tomb of winter. The last lines indicate a coalescence of within with without, a metaphor for the possibilities of the spirit, as reflected by nature.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

John the Baptist,
Youv'e thought it through..I really love that..'resurrection from the tomb of winter.' I have many shirt tail relatives that live in really cold places they and others just can't wait for winter to melt away into Spring. We need color and light and warmth and nurture. You have spoken well.
Thanks so much and blessings,
Kathy

[Coyote Poetry]

Wonderful poem for Spring. Still waiting in Michigan. I love the days of Spring. Can't wait. Thank you Kathy for sharing the amazing poetry for the warm days of spring.
Coyote

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Inner spring nurture working it's way through the heart of mankind..oh we need the warmth and buds pushing. Oh, my Michigan is still cold..be patient things will warm up. We are having days and days of rain here in Oregon and it's share of flooding.
Thanks Coyote.
Kathy

[Coyote Poetry]

Very soon I hope and you are welcome Kathy.

[kentuck14]

Kathy,
Well . . . I see the Christian message and all that it means for a weary world. Particularly like your ending stanza. Congratulations.
Tom

[Kathy Van Kurin]

kentuck,
Yes, you got me there..true. Easter around the corner..'Living hope rings early morning. '
The poem is supposed to be the inner ringing of soul bells with humanity and how we are moved by the beauty within the Spring season. We are complex and always responding and such like that. I love your review by the way. thanks oodles.
Kathy

[kentuck14]

You are welcome oodles!

[An owl on the moon]

I happened to read your note first... which seemed a good thing. I feel so strongly the rising joy of every color... of every flower... of spring conquering the winter... of resurrection. There is the hope that the long night will end, and light will come again to fill us. So beautifully shared.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

An owl on the moon,
Yes we need color and life, warmth and hope. Winter is good but arn't you glad for the season of spring? I can't imagine anyone saying..' Oh, I can stand budding trees, fragrances, new grass sprouting, etc. I'm being silly. Thanks so much for your wonderful review. I wish you beautiful ribbons of light filtering through your windows and new flowers blooming in your yard!
Kathy

[Chris Shaw]

The emergence of vibrant colour which comes with spring and rebirth. So welcome after the insipd colours of winter. I always find spring so uplifting, a most beautiful time. You gave me colour and I was thankful for that Kathy, plus an expectation of hope.

Chris

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Christine,
It's awfully nice to read honest in depth thoughts from a person's own unique view. Nice to know that others such as yourself are 'out there.' We are all living in the day to day after all. Thanks again..I really liked your thoughts on differences between colors between spring and summer.

[Chris Shaw]

You are most welcome.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Kathy, your poem was well worth revisiting. This time with a smidgeon of sadness because spring is my favourite season and I have a long wait before she arrives. Although I love the colour in autumn, I don't like the feelings of decay it brings and winter makes me want to hibernate. Your spring poem of rebirth rings my bell.

Chris

[Great Aunt Astri]

The Spring within and the Spring without. It is lovely to be refreshed and renewed, and you tell it beautifully.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Thanks for that. This poem was the outer and the inner heart of creation entering a circle of inspiration. We find beauty that way I think.
Kathy

[Great Aunt Astri]

re-renewal is wonderful thing.:}

[wordman]

this poem brought spring with all it`s many colors and fragrances to my mind

[Kathy Van Kurin]

wordmanto ,
I love it. We all need something bring motivation into our dark not quite Spring It's been super rainy here and then many other places are just so cold. It takes a while even into May before stuff breaks up. Thanks Ron.
Kathy

[wordman]

we do,we need it all,that`s why he gave us 4 seasons

[emmajoy]

' Sunset flames adorn highest branches.' What a beautiful beckoning!

Your love for the all around is extraordinarily radiant in this creation Kathy... makes me want to sing and dance in the, 'Living hope rings early morning.' Could stay in this poem for the now and ever.. especially as its wet, dismal and dark here! Thank you so much for sharing this patchwork of words.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

emmajoy,
It's a lot to hope for but..who does not want to believe that others love what we love. Human design within finding glory in God's creation. Thanks so much!
Blessings to you as Spring is working ti's way to your heart and to your place.
Kathy

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we can stumble in life....have our falls...and then hibernate as to striving like a Bear in winter...but then when spring arrives...new hope, new glory, and new route to work with...life looks up...
and summer eventually comes....we start moving again.
terrific work here, Kathy...the way you use your slant rhyme to match with the pure rhyme...
much like Dickinson...this poem speaks to me...stirring anew.
j.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

jacob erin-cilberto,
slant rhyme to match with the pure rhyme..didn't even know it was or had a style. You have no idea how interesting that is to me. Yes I love what your said too..stumble in life..have our falls..and then hibernate as to striving like a bear in winter..but then when spring arrives.. new hope,'
Thanks so much. Your words are really refreshing.
Kathy