Spring Poems
Why Things Burn
by Daphne Gottlieb
My fire-eating career came to an end
when I could no longer tell
when to spit and when
to swallow.
Last night in Amsterdam,
1,000 tulips burned to death.
I have an alibi. When I walked by
your garden, your hand
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Saffron Spring
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Blooms bountiful on laughter lane
Purple peonies after raging rain
May melodies, sunshine songs
in emerald elms and garden green
A waking world, scents swirled
Saffron spring, scarlet ruby rose ~
Creamy clouds roam restlessly, slow.
Alone
by Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
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Poem
by Elizabeth Bishop
About the size of an old-style dollar bill,
American or Canadian,
mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays
-this little painting (a sketch for a larger one?)
has never earned any money in its life.
Useless and free., it has spent seventy years
as a minor family relic handed along collaterally to owners
who looked at it sometimes, or didn't bother to.
It must be Nova Scotia; only there
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Window Seat
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
watching the spring street
sitting on my window seat
in the fresh green hour
watching the people
in the sunshine of their lives
burgundy flowers
lemon butterflies
share a moment with the birds
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Saffron Spring
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Blooms bountiful on laughter lane
Purple peonies after raging rain
May melodies, sunshine songs
in emerald elms and garden green
A waking world, scents swirled
Saffron spring, scarlet ruby rose ~
Creamy clouds roam restlessly, slow.
Window Seat
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
watching the spring street
sitting on my window seat
in the fresh green hour
watching the people
in the sunshine of their lives
burgundy flowers
lemon butterflies
share a moment with the birds
......
Spring Green
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
absolutely fresh
in the way of sweet young years
lush floral careers
April
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
A time of tulips
Pink cherry blossom thrills too
Refreshing rains roar
In age of red butterflies
Looking to deep golden hours
Return of the spring
by Tom Lathara
The heady days of spring is smiling again,
Tender shoots of hope budding on branches
where icicles stayed on with stubborn frostiness,
like newborns with their eyes yet unopened.
Warmth of golden sun stroking your face
streaked by the weariness of the harsh winter.
The air is brimming with expectations
Gaining fresh ground every new morning.
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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (47 poems about Spring)
28 August 1749 – 22 March 1832 / Frankfurt am Main -
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