Spring’s hope came again.
All she left me, is alone…
Need to get out more
…
Inspired by the line from Alfred, Lord Tennyson’s poem – ‘Locksley Hall’. It goes: “in the spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love”.
springtime
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westerly winds cease
cirrus clouds streak a blue sky
new season arrives
morning sunlight slants
crocus blossom seeks the warmth
spring – my hearts desire
golden fish swims, gulps
warm spring air at the surface
never fears the stork
Springtime visitor
fragrant blossoms stand
the cardinal sips nectar
spring’s sermon begins
cloud bank bears rewards
stormbirds hunt the vernal breeze
sunset colour screams
Poetry is my aeroplane 