Posts Tagged ‘spring’

Spring’s Dandelion


 Heaven sent rich lode

      gold scattered over my lawn

           spring’s dandelions

11/14/04      Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck


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It’s a time of vernal promise

A time we all will share

Nature’s presenting her Spring Show

To be seen just everywhere


As trees awaken from slumber

From a winter much too cold

The last tenacious leaves of fall

Release their desperate hold


In the wake of April’s cool tears

Comes May with her golden smile

The air is filled with fragrance

As trees blossom forth in style


There’s new emerald carpeting

Replacing what winter browned

Crocus, iris, and daffodils

Poke heads from pungent ground


Vast panoramas of color

Are the hills, valleys and plains

The rivers and lakes overflow

Swollen by heavy spring rains


Tulips reach for the sun’s warm kiss

Stretching their long green necks

Busily building nurseries

Are wee feathered architects


Spring holds promise for each of us

With summer so close at hand

The sun, warm rain, and gentle breeze

Now awaken the land


1/29/88       Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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How I love those springtime buds

Bursting forth in scented duds

And soon their beauty will unfold

Great armloads for each branch to hold


7/12/00    Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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Spring at last




Although she’s fickle


     with capricious mood changes


          Lady Spring debuts



3/20/90          Phyllis VanVleck

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Spring’s Display



When stately tulips open up

And I see sunshine in their cup

I know that summer’s on the way

Promised then by spring’s display


7/12/00   Phyllis DeWitt -VanVleck

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A Dancer’s Spring Tea

         TU TU MUCH


I went to a dancer’s Spring Tea

Some tutus I wanted to see

They were all overweight

From the cookies they ate

So they each had on a three three


9/4/91           Phyllis DeWitt VanVleck

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Spring, painting

the landscape in flamboyant colors.

Intoxicating the air

with her wafting perfumes.


Larks flute golden love songs,

while feathered architects

are busily constructing

air-conditioned nurseries.


Wild life, is house-hunting

diligently among fresh emerald leaves,

staking claims to new summer homes,

that are hidden from view


Streams, gurgle in  happiness,

as they free themselves

of winter’s icy neckwear,

splashing playfully over the rocks,

offering liquid melody for spring’s welcome.


Tulips stretch long slender necks,

lifting faces for the sun’s warm kiss.

Thousands of buds unclench tiny fists

with bursts of beautiful blossoms.


Spring, a season exploding in beauty.


8/20/91      Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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