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Click hereFrom the door of the gym
To the door of the car
One single footprint
From one squishy shoe
Slushy gray hills born of
Glistening white mountains
Turn into puddles
As seasons renew
Scissors are cutting
Driers are drying
Roots that were gray
Now have a red hue
Little flashes of orange
As fishy fins flutter
Up through the water
Come shoots of bamboo
Winter winds blow away
taking with them the past
will this be the spring
to find love that's true
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,500 poems.
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This poem beautifully conveys the promise of new beginnings, not only throughout the transition of the seasons, but also in one's life. Very nice.
spring poems.
Some nice observations made and presented simply they weave a much bigger picture.
I also liked the rhyme scheme quite a bit.
It made the read upbeat and gave it a " busy spring" feel.
My only complaint..the use of "gray" twice.
Cheat like the rest of us...bookmark an on line thesaurus and when you're stuck take a quick peek.
Most of the time it brings back words you've forgotten.
: )