Spring is heralded in by an army of trumpeting daffodils. Their job done, Spring lays her carpet of yellow primroses, their smiling faces raised towards the sun which shimmers in a pale blue sky. Speckles of purple appear on the downy green grass as a new crop of crocuses greet the new season.
Slowly the skeletal trees in the copse come alive as their tiny leaves unfurl. Shards of silver light shoot down through their branches and illuminate a sea of sturdy bluebells on the woodland floor.
And now, in the merry month of May, regiments of multi coloured tulips stand to attention, and azalias show off theirs coats of vivid yellow, red and orange.
And now, in the merry month of May, regiments of multi coloured tulips stand to attention, and azalias show off theirs coats of vivid yellow, red and orange.
Spring is the season of rebirth. Creatures venture from their winter hidey-holes, and birds go about building nests. Lambs skip and frolic.
Spring sounds different; it feels and smells different. A season filled with hope. A reason to be cheerful. A season filled with joy.
This weeks prompt on Writers Island is Season, at Sunday Scribblings May, and at Carry On Tuesday In the merry month of May...
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Hi Keith, lovely words - I think spring has to be my favorite time.
ReplyDeleteI get the feeling you're glad to see the back of winter...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words showing the spirit of spring
ReplyDeleteNothing better than the fresh smell of Napalm in the morning!
ReplyDeleteA reason the joyful, Amen.
ReplyDeleteLove it and the picture:-)
ReplyDeleteRebirth and healing....lovely poem for this wonderful season!
ReplyDeleteLovely image painted!
ReplyDeleteA most beautiful photograph, and your poem said it all about May. I knew there would be poems like yours about, which is why mine is somewhat different.
ReplyDeleteSo much colour..and all the flowers forcing themselves out of the dark..Jae ;)
ReplyDeleteMay is a lovely month indeed, bless you.
ReplyDeletelovely prose.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful prose and photo to match May's magnificence.
ReplyDeletebeautiful Keith - I loved the description and wanted to sit right there in that picture :)
ReplyDeleteSpring...the time for rebirth.
ReplyDeleteThat picture is awesome!
Thanks for sharing.
You are so lucky, it's pouring with rain here!
ReplyDeleteYou make me long impatiently for the seasons on my side of the world to return to spring. Our spring at it's best in in november.
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