Spring

 Spring

 

Spring (double ethere)

 

 

I
felt him
as he came

 

last night at three,
silently walking,
and by no one else seen.
Nightingale was prising him,
a night of satin warm and clear-
brightened by the moon and the stars
a smell of fresh cut grass was in the air.
A million of crickets where chirping loud,
the fireflys light blinking softly-
a caressing touch of the wind,
whispering voices around.
Croaking of frogs then
suddenly silence
water splashing
and I knew
it was
spring

 

 

 

©denise-a. langner-urso

 

 

 

 

Spring (Villanelle)

 

 

 

Spring is the fireworks of the year!

 

  The birds are returning from South,

 

  Finally summer is near!

 

 

 The air is never this clear,

 

  From hibernation awakens each mouse-

 

  Spring is the firework of the year!

 

 

 

Fawns are born by every deer,

 

  The hamster cleans his house-

 

  Finally summer is near!

 

 

 

Children are calling for their peer,

 

  Sheep are again at the pasture to browse-

 

  Spring is the fireworks of the year!

 

 

 

Flowers are springs most precious wear,

 

  Girls iron out their finest blouse-

 

  Finally summer is near!

 

 

 

A long drought is the biggest fear.

 

  Nests do even build the crows-

 

  Spring is the fireworks of the year,

 

 

Finally summer is near!

 

 

 

©denise-a. langner-urso