Winter Hearts Spring Thawing Poem by Terence George Craddock
Winter Hearts Spring Thawing
cold winter inaction
emotional minds must wait
for breath of spring
when in nature sap rises
waiting for warm
healing summer hugs
waiting for summer
sun hot sunny bright days
to chase
winter worries
into far
distant memories
as spring vibrant
flowers bloom bright
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Seasons and emotions are like waves in the ocean. They are just ephemeral. They come and go. The harshness of winter can be tamed by the promises of the season of renewal.
I wrote the poem 'Time Changes In Weather Interchanging Moments', dedicated to the poet Rose Marie Juan-austin; inspired by my reply to a comment made by the poet Rose Marie Juan-austin, on my poem 'Winter Hearts Spring Thawing'.
p3spring is the season which tames snow ice rain fierce winds with gentle promises born multitudes of new spring life lives in season renewal life
p2like moon tide waves warmer water rapid running ocean swells, currents thoughts emotions may cross oceans wash up on far shores, harshness winter is tamed by warmth spring sunlight rays warming caressing,
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4/30/2024 9:21:47 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A wonderful and insightful poem. Thank you for reading my little poem'Enigma' and weaving another poem inspired by the same. I am deeply and humbly honored.
I wrote the poem 'Writing A Reply To 'Enigma'', dedicated to the poet Rose Marie Juan-Austin; inspired by my reply to a comment made by the poet Rose Marie Juan-Austin, on my poem 'Winter Hearts Spring Thawing'.
p1time changes in weather interchanging moments seasons, so many time fleeting seasons emotions spice our lives with feasts of flavours, meals too salty sweet bland to taste unless taste bud delight just perfect right, seasons emotions tidal sweep into out of our lives
I liked this poem also even as writing first lines, a poem which would never have been thought of or written without your poem. The title 'Enigma' is even a word I love, so it is I who thank you for the joy of writing and for the thoughts, inspiration : )