"Poem of the Soul - Spring" by Louis Janmot‘When All the World Seems New’ by Father Richard Libby The Society July 21, 2017 Beauty, Poetry 10 Comments When, late in May, Memorial Day ____Inaugurates the season Of summer sun and summer fun ____(Much welcomed, with good reason), Then nature’s crowned with sight and sound: ____The sky is bright and clear, The flowers’ blooms and birds’ bright plumes ____Proclaim that summer’s here. The birds cheer on the coming dawn ____With songs that fill the skies. The red and gold announce: “Behold! ____The sun’s begun to rise!” The darkness fades and light pervades ____A sky of wat’ry blue, And people rise and op’n their eyes ____To greet a day so new. The flower beds boast whites and reds ____Against a backdrop green. The insects come and go, and hum, ____Contented and serene. The flowers call the insects all ____With color and perfume, And they respond, for they are fond ____Of nectar from the bloom. As winds grow strong, and shadows long, ____The sun sinks in the sky; As wind-chimes ring, cicadas sing ____An evening lullaby. The mockingbird, at times, is heard ____On still and humid nights; Each girl and boy awaits with joy ____The coming day’s delights. September days and autumn haze ____See weather turning cool, Vacations end and parents send ____Their children back to school; Yet we’ll recall, throughout the fall ____And in the winter, too, The sun’s bright rays on carefree days ____When all the world seems new. Father Richard Libby is a priest of the Diocese of Corpus Christi. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who harasses or disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comment or comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 10 Responses William Ruleman July 21, 2017 A wonderfully musical, memorable poem for every season . . . Thank you, Father Libby. Reply Father Richard Libby July 21, 2017 Thank you, sir! Reply Lilly Rodriguez July 21, 2017 Eloquently refreshing… Blessings Father Libby! Reply Father Richard Libby July 22, 2017 Thank you, Lilly! Reply Lilia July 22, 2017 What a beautiful poem! Thank you Father Libby. I didn’t know we had a poet in our midst. It really touched me. Reply Father Richard Libby July 23, 2017 Thank you, Lilia! Reply Satyananda Sarangi July 25, 2017 Hello Sir, Greetings! This poem stands out for its vivid imagery. When images are drawn from the rich bosom of nature, it is so heart warming. The musicality, the after effect and the portrayal of seasons are spot on. All I can do as a very young poet is reading it again and again. Waiting to read more of your poetry. Reply Father Richard Libby July 26, 2017 Thank you very kindly! Reply Cornelius Hayes February 6, 2018 What a lovely and serene poem father Libby. It seems nostalgic in some way. Perhaps because I used to live where there were seasons. Reply Fr. Alphonse Lazar SDB November 24, 2018 Dear Father Richard Libby, Congrats to you for the fine and sublime poem. Great indeed. I am a Salesian priest, India. I am also so much interested in writing poems. You always remain an inspiration to me Please pray for me Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.