The Beauty Of Spring Time

The shimmering sun
on the horizon

Yellow primroses
sprouting up

Golden daffodils
holding up their trumpet heads

White snow drops bell shaped
hanging down so delicate

The cat “Jazz” in the glimpse of the sun
laying on his back
waiting waiting
for someone to tickle him

White lily pads
floating on the lakes
long necked swans gliding along

Green frogs croaking
jumping about

Lambs are born
in the early morn

Butterfly wings
are sapping the nectar

Sounds of the birds twittering
on the high branches

Children skipping along
to the hum of a song
looking at the fish pond

Some are on the swings
mums and dads watching them

The queue at the cafe
is getting longer and longer
with the ice-creams they sell

Strawberry banana chocolate
and vanilla in a cone

People passing by
waving to a bride
with a smile
and breathing in the fresh air

Now the beauty
of spring time appears

all comments please
as like to see what AbcTales
think,it did not make it in a comp
and technical hitches.So now on here
thankyou.Thought may like to read.

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Comments

maisie | May 2, 2011 - 22:22

um a bit long - and a bit samey! i think you need to develop your ideas and plop in some really zany ones to cheer up the poem. you almost get there with the description of icecream.

"Strawberry banana chocolate
and vanilla in a cone

People passing by
waving to a bride
with a smile
and breathing in the fresh air"

the first bit is good, then you've got to do more work. take out the ings...the with, and the and...
its amazing what a little reducing can do...

i should know i'm kinda fat!

Silver Spun Sand | May 3, 2011 - 10:36

Julie, this is beautiful, and you have worked hard on it; I can tell;-)

These were my two favourite verses:-)

"The cat “Jazz” in the glimpse of the sun
laying on his back
waiting waiting
for someone to tickle him"

"White lily pads
floating on the lakes
long necked swans gliding along"

Much enjoyed.

Tina xx

insertponceyfre... | May 3, 2011 - 12:33

I enjoyed it too Julie - glad you posted it on here!

Cavalcaderl | May 5, 2011 - 11:02

new Silver-Spun-Sand
Wow! Thanks lovely comments.
Can I send you an email please.
Re; these.kind of poems now comp;finished
Both been very rough, and someone from group got to, think mine brought from N/home he had been down often not me,lately dosed 3 weeks then Dr's tablets. ok now.Said high BP that's because fixed me in within an hour.3 weeks dosed said virus.
now over worse.
Had go to Dr's.ok now. Mine did not go gave it to me.
Hope your well. Did you watch Royal Wedding,fab
glued to t.v. Course so much memories for me!
and tears etc;past.Diana.
julie xx

RachelPatricia | May 7, 2011 - 22:26

Ah, the beauty of Spring indeed, Julie! Captured so well in this wonderful poem - a truly lovely and up-beat read :)

Rachel xx

Cavalcaderl | May 10, 2011 - 12:26

new penandpaperdreams
Really,thankyou lovely comment.
Bit rusty at typing moment and thinking?
Got knitted toy's make in a hurry to get if off
post. Good hear from you.must get back to reading all.Now well.
julie x

Nolan | May 15, 2011 - 16:01

Beautiful poem Julie! Hope your health is better now with the warmer weather &
Cheers keep well! Nolan

Cavalcaderl | May 15, 2011 - 20:38

New Nolan
Thankyou for concern, yes both
over virus now thanks. Glad you liked
poem made from the two in a way entered
in comp. System went wrong there end all
can say, course didn't come any where. So
thought AbcTales may like read and comment.
So pleased another one. And about my favourite
comforter cat, doesn't come in quites so often.
But wins little bit money for me quite a while.
Names his in middle or end. Nice hear from you,
and your good poems. More please. Panic time over
daughter forgot night flight up to 11.30pm made ,mine
send text just landed, 3 hours away home thoughno car.
Wrong one in law didn't go, other's stayed on, all knew
collect and home safe, message wrong two not gone back.
Nice hear from you.
Have a good week-end. Stormy to-day. Onre mine got message wrong, no need worry, why.
How things with you going. Put two last poems in The Big Issue but may be to long or want, see get paid little bit if so.
take care thanks commenting. Lost last comment sent to you.
julie x

Nolan | May 15, 2011 - 22:29

I'm more your dog kind of person Julie. In ancient African folklore there is a fireside story in which man was separated from all the animals by a crack in the ground, a large crevasse. But just before it was too late and the crack too wide, the dog jumped over and was with man. Man's best friend. It is so. It is true.

Each to his own!

Cavalcaderl | May 16, 2011 - 12:35

New Nolan
Thanks comment. I truly believe
in the saying Man's best friend is his dog.
I agree with you. But this is true about not
my cat, responds by my voice, used come in a lot.
Both of us. And a comforter in many ways of things
and happenings etc; show love get it back.
Colder to-day. Anymore folklore tales please.
Turn your money over if a full moon.My nan new them all. And all my belated dad said came true.Comment went think computer is sleepy!
julie x

skinner_jennifer | May 24, 2011 - 08:57

Hi julie,

sorry I came to this poem a bit late, I can't believe
I missed it, because I think it's absolutely
beautiful. You really captured the return of Spring
so well.

Thankyou for a beautiful read.

Jenny.

skinner_jennifer | May 24, 2011 - 12:30

Hi julie,

just come back to say thanks for the newsy comment.
It sounds like you have become really attached to
the cat, that's nice if you get pleasure from animals.

Those Peonies sound wonderful, your garden must look
wonderful.

I hope you manage to sort problems out, with your
computer, I know I had problems with mine, had to
take it back to the shop to get it fixed, I have to
say I really missed not having the computer.

By the way, I too was in shock when I heard about
Pinda's death, it was so sad, he had so much to offer, in the way of supportive comments, he always
had a good word for my work and lots of others too.
I will surely miss him.

Anyway you too have a great week and weekend.

Take care,

Jenny.

Cavalcaderl | May 25, 2011 - 15:42

New skinner_jennifer
Hi! How are you jenny.
Thankyou great compliment,computer gone wrong their end.So thought put on AbcTales for comment. I tried two comp; inter mixed it, them from "Seeds of Love."
The love of neighbour's cat, is amazing, mine
would never have a cat in, now "Jazz" looks for him
and sits on his lap too. But "Green Eyes" to me for
him is my best kind of poem. Antics of him.Likes look out window, and around and knows when to go. Rubs all around table, makes me laugh. All because within a year, I talk to him, say beautiful, and thank him if get little wins, Honestly. etc; etc;
On table yesterday, by vase huge Peonies, mine picked
from garden to heavy laying down, on garden treble size. from inlaws garden don't see.
Sad news Pinda. Very clever artists, and rapper,
Good hear from you. Our computer crashed out to.
Enjoy your poems, must try again, but the Royal Wedding watched beautiful, the daughter's 40th. Jazz been in and photos, of it all, ballon went bang scared him, pawed the door to go, so would I. it is
only a small garden, back trouble daughter and friend
do all the planting,look great, passion flowers if come out, not so many now as they cut them back. Pink blossom only 3 day show, nearly 8ft tall, I am only just over 5ft short. Wisteria near here is lovely. Must read more of your's and all. Added to poem, got carried away.oooh!
Have a good week-end.
Julie xx

Cavalcaderl | May 25, 2011 - 15:44

new Insertponceyfre
Thankyou so much, means a lot
know liked a bit.
Just read your story great got to
comment yet.The poem kind of was in the title
to do, comp finished now.Did you go to London.
julie x

Nolan | June 7, 2011 - 17:06

“People passing by
waving to a bride
with a smile
and breathing in the fresh air”,

“The cat “Jazz” in the glimpse of the sun
laying on his back”,

“White lily pads
floating on the lakes
long necked swans gliding along”,

~ ~ δδ ~ ~

Yesterday is History
Tomorrow is a Mystery
Today is a Gift
We call it the Present!

What a wonderful world!

Cavalcaderl | June 7, 2011 - 23:13

new Nolan
H1 like the verse of your's
great. This was 2 poems one before,
votes site gone wrong, most had be done
by hand they had said. or disappeared.
for comp; went wrong and computer etc;
So thought put both on,see if reader's
AbcTales liked, going well. The Daffodil
bit wanted have the real cat daffodils,
to late, and hadn't asked owner then.
Thanks. Paper states town somewhere 10
died maybe antifreeze, or a stream contaminated
how awful, they are so loveable. Some take to bed and
dogs, dress in pyjamas strange aye! Can be a wonderful world. What one makes of it.
I see tree's of green
and red roses too
lovely Peonies this year given plant, bulging on
ground had be cut brought in, like 3 dimension petals.
julie x

sue dinum | September 10, 2011 - 09:50

I thought this was lovely, Julie, such lovely phrases and images it was like a breath of spring air and so uplifting. You always try by be inspiring with your writing and spread good cheer and that's wonderful. I'm with you all the way on this one. I know I'm late with this comment but just happened to come across it while browsing. You are another one whose writing has improved immensely in the last year. You express yourself beautifully now.

Best wishes

sue

Cavalcaderl | September 10, 2011 - 13:23

new Sue dinum
Well what! a lovley surprise and
comment poem, way back! Glad you liked.
Well that cat "Jazz" my poem "Green Eyes".
Always there and much more than my poem says,
now, which is now in AbcTales mag 23 and once read
at "the Wheatsheaf" London t.cook needed more reader's omg. Nervous wreck, but done it.
I enjoy your's acceptional, way you write them.
If a lot happens, and on my mind not so good.
Cat is a comfort loving kind, bit pyschic too.
Waits outside, if not been about, Allo! Allo! Allo!
like when cries sometimes. Getting old like me now.
just celebrated 73 years, my word long long time.
Cat doesn't stay so long now, loves to mooch around,
look out window, hides behind the curtain in bedroom.
Advances on to (his) duvet, as now two divans, asleep flat, on his jumper. Smells the flowers, rubs all against everything. We kind of talk to each other! Owner gave me permission write and do poem on him, and has a copy. Good see your back writing.
Have a good day. Best wishes. I have done a few things since you last wrote back! This was in a comp;
entry went kind wrong, computer end.
If you get time, please read "My Beautiful Ring" mystery, absolutely true!
julie x

sue dinum | September 10, 2011 - 18:15

Hello Julie, lovely to hear you are well and that you are doing well with your writing. And giving a reading... that takes courage, well done! And congratulations on getting published in ABC Tales Mag 23. Interesting to hear about the psychic cat. One of my stories is about a cat who loves music -
SCHUBERT THE CAT.

I will read MY BEAUTIFUL RING very soon and get back to you.

Many thanks for writing.

sue

Cavalcaderl | September 11, 2011 - 13:08

new Sue
Hello! What? is the title of story, cat is it Schubert must read. Pop's dog if played his violin,
I was a child, sheep dog, used throw his head back and howl, think it's whe the strings of the bow, drawn across the high notes he played, touch beyond sound of ears for dogs too accept. I hated at first when d to hear violin, or my mum sung songs, like "I'll See You Again" now I feel saying you just have a go. She wasn't profesional but good voice younger. I never had her confidence. Both mine not musical in anyway. He does snooker ugh! and Bowls got runner up cups last week, and snooker trophie statues. Time away, not on!
Thanks for listening and reading my crazy poems.
julie

sue dinum | September 12, 2011 - 11:35

So was the dog disapproving of your dad's playing... or was it trying its best to accompany the playing with its fine singing? Very funny, Julie. Violin is such a difficult instrument to master, it can sound screechy and painful when not played well (while practising) and absolutely beautiful when played well, either on its own, in an ensemble/string quartet, and stunning in an orchestra with lots of other strings. The pitching has to be spot on with every player, you only have to get one slightly out, and it can ruin the whole sound.

By the way, I love reading your crazy poems and listening to you. Thanks for sharing.

sue