Vernal light slowly
Stretches the days
And the nascent sun
Warms the poet’s heart
Lifting the reticent veil of winter
Spring, this most temperate of seasons
Seeps into forgotten corners of his mind
Easing his once dark soul
Until resurgent passions
Invoke new verses on heroic acts of love
Florid revisions of youthful lusts
Bloom from past seasons memories
Unguarded and unchecked
And as the bee is to the honey
So is the fascination of his muse aroused
Comments
tcook | May 28, 2008 - 12:23
Nice try - it's darn difficult to be original about Spring - but then why do our thoughts always turn to frolicking at this time? Don't worry - I know - but it is amazing that the change of the season can have such an effect on the national libido!
Doeslittle | May 29, 2008 - 10:21
It is very hard to be original about Spring...I tried too. Love 'The nascent sun
Warms the lattice branches of his heart'
Lovely line.
sunshine | May 29, 2008 - 12:02
Thanks - I found it incredibly difficult and don't think I've strayed far from the trite or obvious, but perversley I enjoyed the challenge.
jennifer | May 30, 2008 - 00:24
Is concerned about the lack of men currently springing in her direction over the age of 19 and under the age of 45...
sunshine | May 19, 2009 - 15:37
Revised/revising May 2009