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The Joys of Spring

a pantoum

It’s here—sweet long-awaited spring.
New blooms smell lovely; skies are blue.
The trilling birds are on the wing.
Earth has awakened; life is new.

New blooms smell lovely; skies are blue.
Kids dash outside to have a fling.
Earth has awakened; life is new.
This time exudes a unique zing.

Kids dash outside to have a fling.
The joys of spring seem overdue.
This time exudes a unique zing.
Who could resist the springtime view?

The joys of spring seem overdue
for those who love what warm days bring.
Who could resist a springtime view
when not just birds but people sing?

For those who love what warm days bring,
the trilling birds are on the wing
when not just birds but people sing.
It’s here—sweet long-awaited spring.

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Janice Canerdy is a retired high-school English teacher from Potts Camp, Mississippi. Her works have appeared in several publications, including Society of Classical Poets Journal (and online) Spirit Fire, Light, The Road Not Taken, Lyric, Parody, Bitterroot, Westward Quarterly, Lighten Up Online, Better Than Starbucks, Saturday Evening Post, Encore (journal of the National Federation of State Poetry Societies), The Mississippi Poetry Society Journal, Your Daily Poem, and LIVE (by Gospel Publishing House). Her first book, Expressions of Faith (Christian Faith Publishing), was published in December 2016.

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5 Responses

  1. D.G. Rowe

    Well, this is bloody lovely, just lovely.

    The simple , but no less profound, sentiment of the conceit laid out in the
    diction elevated to a realm of esquisiteness by the use of technical brilliance in the prosidy, and the repetition of lines that renew in the narrative’s evocation of nature’s sublime.

    Top rate craftmenship, may the Gods smile in satisfaction at such poetic stuff.

    Cheers.

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  2. Paul Freeman

    Your simplicity of words and complexity of form compliment each other superbly, Janice.

    Thanks for the read.

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  3. Norma Pain

    My bluebells are three inches above ground and your poem echoes my feelings when I noticed them. A lovely read Janice. Thank you.

    Reply

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