Spring Poems
Still I Rise
by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
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Hart-Leap Well
by William Wordsworth
The Knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor
With the slow motion of a summer's cloud,
And now, as he approached a vassal's door,
"Bring forth another horse!" he cried aloud.
"Another horse!"--That shout the vassal heard
And saddled his best Steed, a comely grey;
Sir Walter mounted him; he was the third
Which he had mounted on that glorious day.
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Paths Converging
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
In a vibrant forest green and alive,
Two trails met under the radiant sky.
With excitement, I thought to embrace the expanse,
Seeing each pathway as a wondrous dance.
One seemed well-worn, by many a foot,
Its direction clear, its purpose put.
The other, though traveled, offered surprise,
A mix of the known and the undisguised.
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The Canonization
by John Donne
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
My five grey hairs, or ruin'd fortune flout,
With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve,
Take you a course, get you a place,
Observe his Honour, or his Grace,
Or the King's real, or his stamped face
Contemplate, what you will, approve,
So you will let me love.
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Dawn of Spring
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
A whisper in the breeze, a dance of golden light,
Informed me that the season past
Would soon embrace the morning's sight.
I stood within a budding grove,
Among the petals and the leaves,
Delighted, as a butterfly shared with me
The tales of blooming eaves.
Green merged into vibrant green,
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Paths Converging
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
In a vibrant forest green and alive,
Two trails met under the radiant sky.
With excitement, I thought to embrace the expanse,
Seeing each pathway as a wondrous dance.
One seemed well-worn, by many a foot,
Its direction clear, its purpose put.
The other, though traveled, offered surprise,
A mix of the known and the undisguised.
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Dancing in the Woods on a Sunny Day
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
Whose woods these are I cannot say,
Their laughter rings from far away.
They don’t mind me dancing here,
As the sun beams down, so clear.
My lively dog must find it fun,
To run and jump, bask in the sun.
Between the woods and shimmering lake,
The brightest day, for heaven's sake.
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Dawn of Spring
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
A whisper in the breeze, a dance of golden light,
Informed me that the season past
Would soon embrace the morning's sight.
I stood within a budding grove,
Among the petals and the leaves,
Delighted, as a butterfly shared with me
The tales of blooming eaves.
Green merged into vibrant green,
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Whispers of Spring
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
Amidst the chill of winter's parting sigh,
The first of daisies dare to dot the glade,
As whispered secrets of the springtime nigh,
Promise the bloom where snow once softly laid.
The robins sing a prelude to the morn,
Returning travelers from southern shore.
New life in every budding branch is born,
And all the world seems brighter than before.
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Awakening Bloom
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
As winter's grip begins to fade,
And snow surrenders to the blade
Of daffodils that pierce the earth,
We witness Spring's delightful birth.
The frigid air now warms its tone,
The songbirds make their presence known.
A fragrant breeze whispers through trees,
Their branches stir with graceful ease.
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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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