Awake at Last

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This little poem is for a comp on My Writers Circle

I expect it will be torn to pieces and decried as cleche there, here I hope it warms the heart and has you looking forward to spring

Submitted: February 10, 2012

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Submitted: February 10, 2012

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The Brief was to write a poem prompted by the picture

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Awake at last

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The willow stick

The Gardener snipped

Snow slipped

Ice dripped

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The thaw had begun

Morning sun

Warms natures lung

Young buds sprung

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Not yet here

But spring is near

New life peers

Through frozen tears

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Carpet of Bluebells

Early spring themselves

March in wooded dell

Vibrant blues ranks swell

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Crocus and Daffodil

Adorn lawn and hill

Brightly happy and still

Content in shivering chill

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Blackbirds hop

From snowy spot

Robin and Tit swap

Twigs they sit atop

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Song Thrush

Run and rush

Crisp morning hush

Listens for a grub so lush

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Willowy fingers

Winter lingers

Flowers, joy bringers

Birds, springs singers

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Natures’ sleep near past

She awakens at last

From winters icy blast

Spring approaches fast

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By Dibs


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