Blossoms Of May
May bloomed brilliant...
Wide eyed in blue skies
Dancing in daffodils and tulips
It's breeze-a gentle fragrance of mixtures
Embroidered in a colourful brocade of Spring sonnets
And embellished by the sweet warblers and their most melodious Psalms
poem by Theodora Onken

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Spring Did Come.
Spring did come,
On butterfly's wings.
On a flitting bird,
And the song it sings.
Spring did come,
When the flowers bloomed,
When it filled the air
With a sweet purfume.
Spring did come,
On the morning's breeze.
Spring did come,
On budding leaves.
Spring did come,
On blades of dew.
Spring did come,
In skies of blue.
Spring did come,
With a joyous ring.
Spring did come...
Welcome, Spring!
poem by Macy Dvirnak

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Dressed In Spring
Bouquets of lavender and babys breath-
'Neath a warming tangerine Spring sun-
'Tis the Vernal Equinox rising...
Blossoming and blooming 'til day is done;
Daffodils and crocus-they come calling-
While tulips accent with a magnificient coloured hue-
'Tis a dazzling display long before May...
'Neath Spring skies of soft baby blue;
Come hither, my beloved, come hither...
Hold me now, for i am your Yellow Rose-
I have been waiting so long-it cannot be wrong-
You can find me where the sweet Heather grows;
poem by Theodora Onken

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BirdSong Part Two
A gentle trill comes through the breeze
A warbler sings its song
'Tis the Deity's Golden Rhapsody
How could such beauty e'er be wrong?
Gentle feathers plume their pride
In the mornings most dewy glow
A choir of feathered Angels upon the wing
Drown out morose cries of days woe
Our birds are true Aristocrats
Their own melody-a reigning crown
Dressing up a kingdom of bucholic vales
Bringing forth smiles instead of frowns
'Tis a Birdsong World- i am told
'Tis a Birdsong Season- O' Spring
So sorry to eventually see them all go
With the Winter the cold wind brings
Birdsong -Warblers travel deeper south
Seeking they -the warmth O' the Sun
Bringing their Psalms of Godly songs
To deep south climbs- where Spring has just begun
poem by Theodora Onken

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Spring Is Dear
Spring is near,
Spring is dear.
The world is a painting now.
Daffodils sway in the sun,
like a kite in a breeze-filled sky.
Smiles are dancing across faces.
Flowers bright as the sun
against a cloudless sky.
Spring is dear,
Spring is here.
poem by Kiera Finney

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Lost Spring
I was born, once, in a spring,
When the mountains bloomed,
And the snows melted;
That very spring in March.
The skies filled with the song of birds,
The air with the fragrance of flowers,
The water shone like diamonds;
That very spring in March.
Oh I wish, I wish, to go back,
Once more to my childhood,
To that lost paradise;
That very spring in March.
poem by Alina Luiz

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Spring stayed back for ever with gentle breeze! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
You knocked
At midnight,
How come you are awake;
Didn't you get your supplies?
No, thanks, I am well fed.
its just, am cramped
And restless.
May I come out
While its springtime?
It’s too dark inside.
Oh, wait a while,
But thanks for reminding me.
Before I knew
Room was full
Of bouquets of blooms
In every tint and hue.
As I inhaled the
Fragrance
That got mixed with smell
Of medicines,
You looked up at me
Did I see recognition
In your wide open eyes?
How come forgot
I was in pain…
Sisters smiled
As they arranged
Flowers in every vase
They could find;
Even improvised-
Putting some in
Mugs and tubs.
Son, spring had
Truly arrived
And stayed back
For ever with a
Gentle breeze…
This poem is written for my son, who was born in spring.
We call him Sameer, which means gentle breeze.
poem by Mamta Agarwal

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The Beauty of Spring
The Beauty of Spring
I am looking out of a glass window.
I see a group of cherry blossom trees in the distance.
Nearby, there is a quaint little house.
This magnificence takes my breathe away.
The Beauty of Spring.
Daffodils are blooming.
Butterflies are fluttering through the air.
Robins are singing there beautiful song.
The world is coming back to life after a long winter.
The Beauty of Spring.
A gentle breeze skims across my face.
I inhale the sweet scent of flowers.
I see a world of gorgeous and vivid colors.
I absolutely love spring.
The Beauty of Spring.
I am Taking in The Beauty of Spring
poem by Bleeding Heart

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O Spring
oh spring i miss, miss, miss you
i miss being in your company
listening to the bird's symphony
your delightful spring showers
your bouquet of colourful flowers
with busy little honey bees
and new leaves on trees
i miss seeing blue jays fly to and fro
and watching baby ducks swim in a row
oh spring just wanted to say i miss you
and your friend aphrodite venus too-
she tempts us with new romance
with dreams of love in france
in the gentle spring breeze
with a picnic of wine and cheeze
sure i would take a chance
yes, yes, yes, i would love to dance
poem by Rachel Nichols

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New Spring
Spring!
Spring! How beautiful is the
Spring! How wonderful is the
Spring! How majestic is the
Spring! How fantastic is the
Spring! How tantalizing is the
Spring! How glorious is the
Spring! How melodious is the
Spring! How joyful is the
Spring! How breathtaking is the
Spring! How uplifting the
Spring! How happy is the
Spring! How magnificent is the
Spring! How colorful is the
Spring! How tasteful is the
Spring! How memorable was the
Spring! How flavorful is the
Spring! How aromic is the
Spring! How sweet is
Spring! How beautiful is the
Spring!
poem by Mario Saboundjian

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Ballad of Joe and Satchong
There's a lady from the orient sea
Such winsome lady and lovely
With her voice so sweet to hear
Melodious within the wind zephyr
A sweet rhythmic sound like a song
A pleasing tune of such song
That enchanted this fellow
And made his heart glow
Ah - lovely voice, said Joe
That encourage him to go
Or search for that voice
That makes his heart rejoice
He followed the gentle breeze
Across Atlantic and Pacific seas
As the ocean waves and rolls
He goes on with the gentle breeze with goals
In the air is the song for Joe
That makes his heart glow
And search that voice
That makes his soul rejoice
So within the breeze is the song
Said Joe, Oh what a lovely song
And so melodious voice
That makes my heart rejoice
He continue to follow gentle breeze
Across Atlantic and Pacific seas
There in the orient sea he found that such song
is from the lovely lady named Satchong
With the little winged Cherubim
Coveted them and their love woven
Their love are like in the air
Life like the gentle wind zephyr
'til now their love so sweet like a song
With this couple Joe and Satchong
So blessed with bright lifetime
So solid maybe until the end of time
poem by Ency Bearis

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Break Of Dawn
A trio of warblers jargon
a madrigal in harmony.
Their polyphony awakens
a slumbering dawn from darkness
while white dewy daffodils, like
saintly daughters of charity,
bow before the paragon sun.
A gentle zephyr diffuses
its collection of fragrances
from the myriad wildflowers
it encountered on its journey
eastward; sojourning, perfuming,
impregnating the morning air
with its sweet, volatile essence.
poem by Albert Ahearn

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Spring Flowers ~ Daffodils & Jonquils
Brightest flowers of early spring
Daffodils and Jonquils
Shout seasonal joy aloud
These lovely flowers always bring
Sunshine that never will
Be dimmed by veil of cloud
With trumpets lifted to face the sun
And petals opened wide to drink
Those warming rays
Daffodils and Jonquils imply fun
Encouraging mankind to think
Of brighter days
Daffodils and Jonquils seek the sun
As it travels along
Days that are lengthening
Seeing them proves Spring has begun
And that before long
We will be summering
poem by Mary Havran

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Blue Skies Bring Tears
Unleash the armageddon
So all the children go to heaven
I sit by quiet still
With their pictures on my eyes
You'll draw the guns your given
Write down the words as written
And never disturb the presense
Of resurrection touch
And it's about time
It's about drawing near
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Descend the darkened stairway
Make hate with plastic playmates
And fire out remaining traces
Of your self esteem
Mainline the deepest secrets
Lick clean the dirty fingers
I am a stranger to you
As you are to yourself
And it's about time
It's about fear
Blue skies bring tears
Don't you want me (don't want you)
Cause I await cityside
We'll watch the seas start to die
Blue skies bring tears
Take me inside your body
Blue skies bring tears
Cover me with your soul
Blue skies bring tears
To the darkest reasons
Blue skies bring tears
Is where I wish to go
Blue skies bring tears
You are the sweetest flower
Blue skies bring tears
That I have ever devoured
Blue skies bring tears
I ask for nothing given
Blue skies bring tears
For nothing in return
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Machina: The Machines Of God

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Spring Flowers ~ Tulips
Tulips shyly smiling, greet the spring
Tightly closed when at
First we meet
Tulips slowly opening, begin to sing
Gaining volume
Ever sweet
No longer shy, as days grow longer,
Raising their heads
They begin to flirt
Tulips dressed in many a color
Breezes swirling
Each floral skirt
Tulips, brazen painted hussies,
Part their bright lips trying to seduce
The busy buzzing bees
Far too bold for dainty tussies
Vibrant Tulip flowers produce
Visions certain to please
poem by Mary Havran

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Snowbirds Hope
We, who live in cold winters
Have impatience
For spring comes slowly
Hopes and dreams of daffodils, tulips and lillys
Buddings open as a turtle crawls
Melt oh snow
We yearn for springs grand entrance
Bees buzzin'
Seedlings germinate
We can only hope for
Pray for
A peacful spring
Please, don't be late
poem by Matt Mondschein

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A Soul Stirring Morning
Gingerly stepping out nicely wrapped, inhaled
Shivering watched the hot vapours as I exhaled,
Swallowed by the icy breeze that tingled my face,
Carrying with it the invigorating heady fragrance,
Of dainty whitish pink cherry blossoms
My gaze rests on daffodils and tulips—awesome:
One pale yellow and the other inviting attention,
With its vibrant colours, coming out of hibernation.
The Dal Lake is enveloped in fog and solitude.
Villagers, in Pherens are picking logs with fortitude.
The Sun is smiling taking in the whole scene,
Birds are having a sunbath perched atop the trees.
Hill tops some dark and some lit up with sunshine
Silent witness to the morning coming out alive.
It’s kind of slushy, as my feet sink in the melting snow
I raise a toast to spring, and watch winter make a graceful bow.
poem by Mamta Agarwal

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Becuz Of U
i still dream of chrysanthemums
and daffodils to bloom on the coming springtime
i still dream of tranquil ponds where the lotus sits
like dignity
i still dream of birds that sing for me
i still dream of blue skies and dancing clouds
soft winds, and swans floating like snow melting on the lake
i still dream of red roses and blue butterflies hovering on them
i still dream because of you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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I Still Dream
i still dream of chrysanthemums
and daffodils to bloom on the coming springtime
i still dream of tranquil ponds where the lotus sits
like dignity
i still dream of birds that sing for me
i still dream of blue skies and dancing clouds
soft winds, and swans floating like snow melting on the lake
i still dream of red roses and blue butterflies hovering on them
i still dream because of you.
poem by Suki Nakamura

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A Patient's Lament
I missed the soft, gentle rains of April.
I did not hear the robin nestlings
Calling for their daily fare.
I did not see the early violets
Spring up from the woodland floor,
Nor see the graceful daffodils
Swaying gently in the breeze.
Where has April Gone?
Oh where has April gone?
poem by Mary M. Coughlin

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Inspired by Issa - Spring Butterfly
spring butterfly
that drunken dance
spring too much for you?
spring butterfly
the only time that matches up
to your colours
spring butterly
this party, such a colourful spread
i would too be drunken
spring butterfly
every colourful cup
a drink from heaven
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo

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