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Melting snow,
Cool breeze,
Crowded crows diving in a row,
Return of the unfriendly bees,
Colorful rainbow in the sky,
And the strange songs of the talkative parrot;
These are signs that Spring is around the corner.
Again, she has defeated Queen Winter,
With that incredible show in the parking lot.
She is now wearing the crown and three ostentatious rubies;
Oh my golly! She can also poise better than all of the beauties
Gathered during the Ms. Universe beauty pageant.

Sigh of Lent,
Palm Sunday,
Cheerful children at play,
Green gardens decorated with confetti,
Happy humming birds flying high,
And the young grand-mothers in bikini;
These are hints that the celebration
Will commence early this spring.
One duck is already being trailed by an offspring,
Meanwhile, the zebras are being chased by one peckish lion,
Which can no longer run like a supersonic train.
Amidst all of that, somebody is going to have fun.

Copyright© March 2009, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of many poetry books:
“Sparkles of Love and Etincelles de l’Amour”
“Mounts And Valleys of Love”
If nothing else,
At least the spring is coming.
My soul may fade like winter,
But at least the snow melts.
I may disappear into the last breath of winter breeze,
Still spring is on its way.
It has to come already it has been winter for too long
Seth Cruz 23h
Clouds blanket the sky.
The wind toussles beneath them
and splashes my face.
Like spring fireflies
Some can sweetly waltz
Even the rose stillness

Reynaldo Casison
Midnight moon golden
Upon the Spring pine tree
Majestic Like a Christmas tree

Reynaldo Casison
There is a tree covered in ribbons
Growing by the riverside.
Small buds wake to springtime
Early in the blue brightness.
Many strips of cloth wind round
The Greiving Tree.
I added my own yesterday
During a rest on the long road.
It was a comfort to see many
Memento-leaves gathered close.
Yesterday's sun rose glimmering
On fresh snow and footprints.
Foxes howled in the forest
And hares danced for longer days.
Today the mountains beckon
Speaking of silence and solitude.
True leaves have not yet grown
On the prayer-handed trees.
Ribbons colour the melting winter
Red and purple, blue and green.
honey stillness
Our loves maples sighs
Caresses the Spring moon

Reynaldo Casison
Irises upon the hem
Of Spring
The moonlight waltzing
Like ballerinas
To our Loves lakeshore

Reynaldo Casison
First spring evening
We keep dreaming
Of her honeysuckles of Summer

Reynaldo Casison
Petals in the breeze,
swirling around trees,
cherry blossom dance.
:)
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