On This Fresh Spring Day

The freshness of this spring breeze whisks away
any grey gormless clouds of winter’s memory
bringing sweet dreams of fragile sprouting seeds
to blossom and brighten our once dreary days.


From the gnarled lemon tree wafts a pungent tang
of crisp citrus in the air, enticing butterflies to dine
and lay tiny white eggs under wax green leaves
as buzzing honeybees gather fine powdered wine
of golden pollen within tender white blooms.


Ah yes! Bonny spring has come with ecstatic delight
I hear passionate songs of lonely male mockingbirds
a tender serenade tempting females through the night
so they can they build a nest in dappled shade, mate
then lay eggs and wait for their hatchling’s birth.

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

Poets United Poetry Pantry #442

37 Comments on “On This Fresh Spring Day

  1. I needed this today as we are still dealing with huge snow banks and what I call our snow mogul streets!

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  2. This is beautiful. I once heard a mockingbird outside my library window send out his lonely call for a mate all through the night for days.

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  3. Yes! Saw our first bumblebees this afternoon. This is a lovely evocation (powdered wine!) of the season.

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  4. “gormless clouds of winter’s memory,” .. gosh .. such incredible imagery in this poem, Linda! 😀

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  5. Sooo fine, Linda !! As an orange tree gardener who once thought it was a lemon tree, this is indeed the marvelous life of the fruit tree in spring. Besides this mine has sprouted numerous small bead sized pale green balls towards the outward ends of every branch.
    ..

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