The driveway glistens,
The grass is ankle-deep and wet,
Green birch trees have grown a few new leaves overnight.
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I stand in front of the woods,
Lifting my face into cozy sunlight,
A sapid wind kisses my cheeks.
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Glad to see the darkness of winter gone,
The mountains, jade green, fill the distance
with their mighty, bold stretch.
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A wedge of birds sings in rhythms,
Freshness overtakes my body,
I’m going to enjoy this time of the year,
With joy written in my footsteps.
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Just beautiful...oh that it would be true in my part of the world that winter would be GONE. For us it is just beginning. I love picturing the jade green mountains.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words! You painted such a lovely picture with them.
ReplyDeleteWith joy written in your footprint, I like that!
ReplyDeleteHere I always love to see the winter arrive!! :)
This is a beautiful lyrical piece.
ReplyDeleteWell written!
Now this was a refreshing glimpse into the beauty of nature and how you related with her beauty. Lovely, inspiration piece of poetry. Beautiful work!
ReplyDelete"With joy written in my footsteps"
ReplyDeleteLove this. Reads almost like a story, some descriptive prose that preludes an event of stark contrast...
With joy written in each of your line here..it's been a delightful experience to read such a Happy Poem.. real Sapid..that!!!
ReplyDeleteSuch a pretty rain you desribe so nicely, M.
ReplyDeleteI loved to run in the the rain whenever there wasn't lightening. Not only could I enjoy the beauty of the rain, but also I could enjoy the beauty of the earth bathing in the rain. (I can no longer run.)
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I love it. "With joy written in my footsteps"........wonderful!
ReplyDeleteGreat, life affirming words.
ReplyDeleteVery nice... winter is upon me here, but your words are making it brighter.
ReplyDeleteI can draw this picture in my head..
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful.
xo
Your words help me look forward to spring!
ReplyDeleteA sapid wind kisses my cheeks.
ReplyDeleteFreshness overtakes my body,
ReplyDeleteI’m going to enjoy this time of the year,
With joy written in my footsteps.
YES!
emanita01 <3
I would rather get the rain than snow, and birds singing than snowman.
ReplyDeleteA lovely ode to spring ~
Beautifully vivid. Very well done!
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Spring is my favourite...and you write a lovely picture of it.
ReplyDeleteLovely!
ReplyDeletehaha. nice imagery there. Here, in Delhi, winter is just ascending slowly. Will have to wait for a while to live what you have written. Good work, nonetheless. :)
ReplyDeletemmm, nice. it resonates well, especially now as I look outside my window, into the December darkness.
ReplyDeletevery real, ''a sapid wind kisses my cheeks…'' I can feel it…makes me remember Hawaii.
wonderful write !
ReplyDeleteInspired metaphors throughout. A treat to read.
ReplyDeleteHello.
ReplyDeleteOh how I wish this were true. Winter is just beginning where I live.
Nice imagery & I love "sapid wind kisses my cheeks".
Such a pleasant poem.
Thanks for sharing & visiting. I appreciate the comment.
For ref:
Your Reward Is My Sorrow
Good details i could see it. Thank you
ReplyDelete"with joy written in my footsteps" Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully vivid, like a photograph.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Always enjoy the imagery of your poems.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely poem! Creates a beautiful picture with you words, well done! blessings, Terri
ReplyDeleteWith joy written in my footsteps
ReplyDeletePerfect ending for a delightful write!
With joy written in my footsteps
ReplyDeletePerfect ending for a delightful write!
This is really great, winter is starting here and I found myself wistfully wishing it was spring instead. That last line is just fantastic.
ReplyDeleteNice imagery...I know I'll look forward to this by the time our winter is over.
ReplyDeleteI love the line: with joy written in my footsteps. This is a lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteVivid and dreamy at the same time.
ReplyDeleteVery nice. It picks me up just reading it. K.
ReplyDeleteNicely written. Love the last line. After a long, long, long winter I think I feel these words to the core!
ReplyDeleteWilliam
"with joy written in my footsteps,"
ReplyDeletenice way to end the poem! Well written!
Erick Flores
Ah the joy of your words bring spring to my winter...nice work!
ReplyDeletebeautiful! ♥
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written and very moving.
ReplyDelete"A wedge of birds sings in rhythms,
ReplyDeletefreshness overtakes my body..."
Great imagery for spring. I might have to steal the "freshness overtakes my body" When spring returns to Michigan I will definitely be thinking that.
Nice one.. ooo and thanks for your visit to my blog. geezergirl..
After winter trudges through,
ReplyDeleteand the cold nudges spring,
I'll see the season I forgot,
and the burgeoning life it brings.
Your poem awakens the joy that has lain dormant.
very beautiful i loved the sentiments..
ReplyDeleteWhat a touching poem. I loved to read this one.
ReplyDeleteThese images are stunning. Makes me want to go outside and let that sapid wind kiss my cheeks...but it's 12 degrees out. I love the crispness of this poem.
ReplyDeletelovely! and yes I love the last line also ....:)
ReplyDeletelovely! and yes I love the last line also ....:)
ReplyDeleteVery nice.
ReplyDeleteI long for "the darkness of winter gone" but I fear it has just begun (snow today)
This is lovely, Morning. Some lively and beautiful images. I can feel what you write.
ReplyDeleteIt is becoming winter here (though it's later every year with rain in December) so it's nice to read about spring and light returning.
Whats with all this darkness of winter?
ReplyDeleteNo winter then no spring............
I liked the lyrical sound of this
Joy written in your foot steps?
Joy written in your foot prints?
i like the meaning i found of the word sapid. Although winter has its own beauty,there's lots of refreshing imagery in this that sings of the beauty in spring
ReplyDeletei like the meaning i found of the word sapid. Although winter has its own beauty,there's lots of refreshing imagery in this that sings of the beauty in spring
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem about the end of winter and a beginning of green and yellow. Great images.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, I love it!
ReplyDeleteI really like the last line... with joy written in my footsteps. :)
ReplyDelete"with joy written in my footsteps"...i love this! beautiful poem...
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing poem! I loved it.
ReplyDeleteWhere are you to have summer now? Aus or New Zealand. We're about to go into our winter here. :(
ReplyDeleteLovely prose and thanks for your comment today, appreciated.
Oh, lovely!
ReplyDeleteThis just sucked me in and put me there.....
Lady Nyo
The sapid wind! I like that very much - though I had to look up the word and found sapid to be mainly N American. A pleasant tasting wind is a lovely concept.
ReplyDeleteI love the language you use; your poem made me so nostalgic! =) Wonderful write.
ReplyDeleteMorning,
ReplyDeleteYou captured the reality of what's coming and what is most welcomed - the greenery of spring! Great!
Hank
I really enjoyed this! It made me miss seeing the mountains in the morning.
ReplyDeleteSpiritual and visual pleasing.
ReplyDeleteVery nice. Enjoy and savor the moment that you have. :) Cheers to you.
ReplyDeleteI feel so fresh after reading this!!!!!!! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing, Morning!
Love your poems!
Your words brought me back to mornings breaking, to seasons breaking when the smell of birch was heavy in the air.
ReplyDeleteWell done!
Cheers,
Mark
a serene piece Morning! nice write!
ReplyDeleteSo nicely described! I could just feel and see the scene.
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