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Blossoms
by Brian Francis
Bluebirds singing songs of love
Dance upon the windowsill
Flowers bloom in ordered rows
While sunshine falls to color them
Days stretch out their limber limbs
Embracing more hours than before
Darkness shrinks losing hold
Springtime’s touch has come again
And summer calls her rally cry
To gather strength for wilting work
As all of nature’s enduring might
Rises to the challenge of life 06/05/2008 Posted on 06/06/2008
Copyright © 2024 Brian Francis
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/06/09 at 05:15 PM There is an orderliness to the structure of this that reinforces the changing of the seasons. I especially like the line - "Days stretch out their limber limbs" - you give me not only the sense of what time does, at least in our human minds with our human clocks, but you add the limber limb alliteration that my makes my tongue want to say, "loooooong days of summer". I also like the use of the word "embracing" - whereas many poems of this theme bemoan the change from one favorite season to an unfavorite season, yours accepts all that is to come, that "challenge of life". Thank you for this.
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| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/06/09 at 05:16 PM OH, and congrats on POTD! |
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