The snowdrops wave their small white heads starting the rave from Winter’s beds To add some mirth up from the earth a crocus pokes
Words and images © Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
Spring Springing Forth
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Most welcome 🙏🏻
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Beautiful✍🏻👌🏻
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Thank you very much! I’m happy you found it so. 🙂
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Beautiful poem! Spring is one of my favorite times of year. 🙂
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Thank you very much!
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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It’s spring for you,
but way down here
while skies are blue
the winter’s near.
But that’s just fine,
I know in time,
the earth will turn.
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Thank you! Very nice, Kate!
In the Middle
The seasons’ change –
up here, down there –
are rearranged
depending where
your tilt occurs
though there are blurs
in between these
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Excellent!
Obliquity, obliquity,
there’s nothing like obliquity.
It tilts us here, it tilts you there,
through seasons loathed and dear.
But in the middle, though you look,
you’ll look in vain, I fear,
for in between, equator-near,
obliquity’s not there!
(with apologies to Eliot)
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Oh this is wonderful, you silly old possum! 😸 Thanks!
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Spring new life!
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Thank you! A rebirth of the earth! 🙂
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👍
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Your ha’ sonnets are delightful and fun. This one really captured the lighthearted mirth of early spring.
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Thank you! The early flowers are a fun reminder that change is coming! Even if the snowdrops had to struggle through being buried in snow for a couple days. 🙂
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Oh, I always love your ha’sonnets…look forward to them eagerly 🙂
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Thank you very much!
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You’re truly welcome, my friend 🙂
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Lovely.
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Thank you! I love the hope and beauty the first flowers of spring bring with them. They seem so whimsical against the barren winter washed ground.
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Yes, rebirth and optimism. 😊
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