Now that the temperature is slightly more welcoming and the snow pack has receded, I’ve been spending more time outside. In addition to enjoying the fresh air and scouting out subtle signs of approaching spring, I’ve been taking pictures again. I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed it! Here are three short spring- and photo-inspired poems from the last week.
Spring Prophecy
Along winter-bare branches
twilight raindrops
sparkle like blossoms
©2018 M. Hogan
Foggy morning
at the cemetery
snow melts
time stands still
©2018 M. Hogan
Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to stop and take a photo, but as I drove to work this week, I noticed this welcome sight:
Migrating birds perch
among emerging spring buds
like precocious blossoms
©2018 M. Hogan
And finally, a big happy birthday wish to Lee Bennett Hopkins, poet and anthologist extraordinaire. While searching for signs of spring and all things “spring-ish”, I found his poem, Spring. I love the rhythm of it!
SPRING
by
Lee Bennett Hopkins
Roots
sprouts
buds
flowers
always–
always–
cloud-bursting showers…
(click here to read the entire poem)
You can find the Poetry Friday Roundup this week at the talented Robyn Hood Black’s blog, Life on the Deckle Edge. She’s also hosting the surprise birthday celebration for Lee Bennett Hopkins, so make sure to stop by and join in the birthday festivities!
Nix the comfort zone 
LBH would be proud of you. School vacation week!
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Spring Break
So busy
I’m dizzy
No time to be
Spring break?
No mistake?
Hooray! I’m free!
I’m so looking forward to unscheduled time 🙂
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I like both variations of blossoms you came up with, Molly! Those bird-blossoms especially are a memorable image ❤
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Thanks, Tabatha. That image was my favorite as well. It was a stop-and-scribble-by-the-side-of-the-road moment. 🙂 Happy Spring!
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Beautiful photos and haiku. My favorite is “twilight raindrops.” We should do a photo exchange. I’ll send you a photo to write a haiku. You send me one. Email me if you are interested. Maybe save it for May when we have nothing more to write about.
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I love this idea, Margaret, though I sincerely doubt whether there will ever be a time when you have nothing more to write about!
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Enjoyed these. Thank you.
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Thanks for stopping by and commenting!
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Molly, I love your poems. I think I like the “foggy morning” one best, as I was struck by the juxtaposition of meanings of “morning” and “snow melts” with “cemetery” and time stands still.”
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Thanks, Alice. There have been some spectacular foggy mornings around here lately. I wish I had more time to wander and take pictures.
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I love those ‘precocious blossoms’ Molly. I hear the robins calling every morning. They’re back! Lee’s poem is just right!
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Isn’t it wonderful to wake to bird song again?
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Just gorgeous photography. I get how you can not know you are missing something until you are into it. I’m missing some crafting and I’m so busy I can’t get to it…..but soon! I will include my poetry friends in some way, I’m sure. I do especially enjoy the notion of those precocious birds lighting next to buds about to bloom. Well done!
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Thanks, Linda. I hope you get some time for crafting soon. What do you like to do?
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Beautiful “twilight raindrops” on “winter-bare branches” – thanks for sharing all. (& sending warm breezes from the sunny South today – it’s 75 degrees!)
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Thanks, Robyn. I appreciate the good intentions, but I think your aim was off with those warm breezes. It’s 30 degrees this morning. Sigh…
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Some nice wordplay and imagery, Molly! I keep anticipating spring, too – but it still refuses to show up!
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Thanks, Matt. I know spring must be coming soon…right? The unrelenting chill and streaks of cloudy days are getting a wee bit depressing.
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With or without your camera, you are a true observer, Molly. Love “precocious blossoms.”
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Thanks, Michelle! It’s wonderful to see buds swelling and the birds arriving. I’m clinging to these signs of spring like a drowning man clings to a bit of wood! Spring has to come soon!
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Thanks for sharing the promise of spring!
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I love all the signs of spring popping out in your post! I’m afraid spring is teasing us with hide and seek this year. We had two glorious days of warmth and sunshine and blooms, and now snow is back in the forecast.
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Love all the welcoming signs of spring. I loved your first poem and these lines shine,
“twilight raindrops
sparkle like blossoms”
Isn’t that a fun poem of Lee’s, “Spring,” I shared that one also, thanks Molly!
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We have to take even the slightest signs of spring as good news this year! “Twilight raindrops/sparkle like blossoms” is exactly right!
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