First Breath.

A breath of spring yet early lies

upon a songbird's call

to fall so sweet through lighter

skies bestirring sap's new rise.

A smile is strung on greening buds

as winter's race so long begun

has now to slow her pace.

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Wordman's picture

nicely done, and some days in

nicely done, and some days in my winter have made me feel the same way, although today, with 18" of new snow on my roof, I'm afraid the song birds call would be for a sweater and shovel. 

 Liked this thought very much, keeps me hoping. 

sweetwater's picture

The thought of song birds

The thought of song birds needing sweaters and shovels made me smile. That was a one off day I think, it's been foggy, frosty and jolly cold ever since. No snow though.

Couldnt resist trying to capture that small taste of spring. Glad you liked it, spring shouldn't be too long. Sue.

 

Spinoza's picture

enjoyed this

Very much enjoyed this.

An excellent composition of one of Nature’s Songs.

sweetwater's picture

Thank you so much for such a

Thank you so much for such a kind comment, it's much appreciated. I'm very pleased you liked it. Sue :-)

Stephen's picture

First Breath.

Postpoems has become been overcome by an overgrowth of sexual enuendo, raging idiots, political pandering and personal attacks.  Your poetry is like a clearing in a dense forest, an oasis in a vast desert, a small ray of sunshine peaking through a dense cloud bank.  "First Breath" is among your best. It is a pue delight for those of us who enjoy real poetry.

sweetwater's picture

Thank you so much Stephen,

Thank you so much Stephen, that's very kind of you.  When I can write as well as you I shall be happy.

Some of the pieces I read on here now make me wonder how they are allowed to get on the site at all. Sue.

Stephen's picture

Postpoems is fiercely egalitarian.

In my estimation that is a good thing although the results can be trying at times.

sweetwater's picture

I agree, but their must be

I agree, but their must be boundaries in all things. And the knowledge that things can go a bit too far. sue.

Starward's picture

An excellent evocation of

An excellent evocation of spring's coming---can't happen soon enough for me.


Enjoy effulgent days,exquisite nights, unto

the exultations of Heaven.

Starward

sweetwater's picture

Thank you, I wish it had

Thank you, I wish it had stayed a bit longer, back to the cold damp again now :-)