and white-ash twigs
spring sun rises at last
skirt me green
with thumbs so new
dewdrops slip from my crown-
drizzle me blue
deep shade of lake
pregnant with reverance
and I'll spin
stars, cotton wishes
and spice, roasted by sun-
Blue-eyed wild flower, Riverwood
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Quadrille - With Host Mish ~ This is a 44 word post with the word DRIZZLE ~ Spring is finally in our part of the world !
Spring sure is springing away as winter drizzles away
ReplyDeleteSkirting green, drizzling blue, spinning stars... this is a delicious slice of spring.
ReplyDeleteThat's such a joyful, lyrical Quadrille, Grace! I love the lines:
ReplyDelete'drizzle me blue
deep shade of lake
pregnant with reverance'.
It is drizzling (maybe outright raining) where I am right now. I liked the idea of the sun "roasting" the cotton wishes.
ReplyDeleteFirst of all, the title is a poem all by itself. I just want to sit her and imagine spring having all sorts of different eye color shades. Of course, I want them to be some shade of purple, but blue sounds really pretty too. ;)
ReplyDeleteI can't pick a favorite line or stanza. This is an absolutely flawless poem. Perfect in every way, my dear. Reading your poetry is like walking through a magic forest.
You brought Spring to life! A delight to the senses. The last stanza is my favourite but I do love "skirt me green with thumbs so new"
ReplyDeleteGorgeous uses of language.
ReplyDeleteAh, drizzle me some Spring! Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteLovely! Drizzle is only light rain, after all :)
ReplyDeletePregnant is such a great word to use for mood - Puts the reader in a state of expectancy. Beautiful poem, Grace!
ReplyDeleteBoth drizzled & dazzled, delighted & entranced with your excellent poem. Your wordsmithing & poetics always feels sterling, deserving of accolades & atta' girls.
ReplyDeleteI am entranced also and 'pregnant with reverence' for your poetic voice.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely lovely! I love "deep shade of lake." I know just what color you meant even without the picture.
ReplyDeleteYour colors have taste, and your springtime has texture - how brilliant your poetry has progressed. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteNice. :)
ReplyDeleteLovely piece Grace!
ReplyDeleteI love "dewdrops slip from my crown" and "drizzle me blue." A great write!
ReplyDeleteA true maiden dancing in the luster of spring
ReplyDeleteGrace, this is one of my new favorites, drizzle me blue what a wonderful hue.
ReplyDeleteskirt me green and drizzle me blue.. pretty pretty images.
ReplyDeleteLovely, perfect for the season.
ReplyDeleteSuch lovely blue-eyes spring has! She's definitely a season "pregnant with reverence" and full of "cotton wishes". Thanks for this poetic delight.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun, enjoyable poem! Love 'cotton wishes'.
ReplyDeletelovely images....beautiful poem, especially the last two stanzas..!
ReplyDeletei felt like all the colours and feeling of a pretty spring day got caught in your lovely web of words. This was so pleasing to eyes and ear. the melody in the words made me hum. Nice Grace!
ReplyDeleteYou certainly captured spring . This was simply lovely.
ReplyDeleteYES. Oh, so gorgeous. You are speaking my language here, ma'am. ;)
ReplyDeleteYes, at last spring in our part of the world. Love this, especially '...I'll spin stars...' :)
ReplyDeleteI love that you pinned the colour blue to spring. Spring isn't all about green.
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem, and a great use of 'drizzle'.
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