hesitant spring

Wood block print from MET Japanese collection

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rough and tumble games

prince haru with palace view

does not join his peers

will he be next emperor?

late snow covers plum blossoms

 

easter surprises

Etheree poem meets “bouquet and greenery” challenge at Ramblings of a Writer.

 

oh

festive

easter day

snowy outside

greenery indoors

we expect spring colors

winter white surprises world

garden bulbs hidden underground

bouquet of tulips brightens our feast

celebrate Son who died, then rose to life

 

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photo by lynn

 

 

bare branches

Kristjaan at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai  features “troiku” (each line of initial haiku is beginning line of three more haiku in a series). I wrote my own haiku to begin…

 

bare branches burst forth

spring budding freshly green leaves

renewal of life

 

bare branches burst forth

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photo by lynn

birds improvise on treesong

winter’s day is done

 

spring buds fresh green leaves

young rabbits nibble new grass

first tulips open

 

renewal of life

gentle scent follows spring rain

promise of apples

dirt is to dig

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it’s spring! i need to dig in dirt
worm’s work brings happiness
while birds and bees MAY flirt

oh spring! i need to dig in dirt
even if knees might hurt and
fingernails witness a mess

let’s sing! i need to dig in dirt
worm’s work brings happiness

 


Yes, I like to dig in the dirt. Worms make me happy because they enrich the soil. Everyone should have a little plot of land or a pot of dirt to dig in. Gardening is an elemental activity, part of our DNA code; our calling to work the ground and take care of the earth. Photo taken by me with one hand, holding favorite garden trowel with other 🙂

 

green with envy

Joining Frank J. Tassone‘s haiku challenge: ataka (warmth)

 

some(where?) spring has sprung

if only could, i’d migrate

soak in ataka 

 

bench-garden-grass-evening

 

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first blossoms

Join Frank Tassone‘s haiku challenge…

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cherry trees will bud

float like soft pink petal clouds

hatsu hana spring

cinquain in pain

A cinquain is a five line poem with first line as title and final line restates it. Syllable count: 2-4-6-8-2.logo-napowrimo

 

 

calving

farmer midwife

gets up at night to check

first time heifers need help birthing

spring push

 

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photo by lynn

slightly cracked

 

you may

call me egg-head

for trying to write a

spring quadrille of eggs

-actly forty-four words (now

you know that forty-four counts

as one word, right?) and also for

making this poem egg-shaped,

(simply eggs-ceptional) just

don’t egg me on to pen

more yolks!

 

 

 


Kim hosts an “egg” quadrille prompt for dVerse Poets this week before Easter…

chillin’

Writing prompt at Ramblings of a Writer using words “arrived” & “breeze”.

 

wet flakes fall steady

spring arrived without a breeze

robin hops in snow

 

 

weathered pastels

Kristjaan at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai inspires “springtime haibun” challenge…

Two years ago we invited our five grandchildren and their parents for Easter dinner after Resurrection Sunday worship. We already enjoyed warmer spring temperatures and tulip bulbs sprouted in the garden. A delicious meal was planned featuring honeyed ham with favorite side dishes. The mothers laid out their children’s best clothes with frills and bowties in anticipation of the next day’s celebration.

During the night, it snowed a wet blanket on the greening lawn and dirt farmyard. Plans for our first annual Easter egg hunt had to modified over the protests of the children, who were soothed by the fruity taste of jellybeans. The rabbit tracks across the waiting garden disappeared with the melting snow. New life persists and now nine grandkids are budding on the branches of our family tree.

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photo by lynn

 

wet snow on easter

spring’s resurrection muddied

hide the eggs indoors

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Later the same year, our weathered, fifty-year-old kitchen cupboards were re-done (resurrected) in “espresso” with distressed brass hardware  🙂

singing in rain cinquain

Cinquain is a 5-line poem with a pattern of 2-4-6-8-2 syllables. The Weekend Writing Challenge is to include these words: spring, blossom, bud, nature, bloom.

 

trees bud

spring rains softly

nature’s fresh bloom of praise

hungry bunny nibbles crocus

blossom

 

 

sweet surrender

 

scent of spring rides zephyr

snowman has fallen

battle of seasons

scent of spring rides zephyr

sleet dissolves to rain

winter’s last stand

scent of spring rides zephyr

snowman has fallen

 


A triolet for Weekend Writing Prompt, “fallen”. A triolet consists of 8 lines. Lines1,4 and 7 are the same line repeated. So are lines 2 and 8.

 

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