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tall</p><p id="c60b">Every evening till the blackbird comes</p><p id="f015">To serenade me in the evening</p><p id="11ee">After the sun has set on a summer’s day</p><p id="391c">When the day has ended for those at play</p><p id="f8aa">The spring’s a start as <a href="https://link.medium.com/e8qvORyvqb">Lisa already said</a></p><p id="9ab0">So jump up now, get out of your bed</p><p id="5516">Spring’s designed to wake you and make you see</p><p id="4a93">There’s more to life than duvet and tea</p><p id="4c18">Wait, that’s not all I wanted to say:</p><p id="cbe1">Springs a warm up to summer’s</p><p id="6de4">play</p><p id="f29e">I stole ‘summer’s play’* from the poet Blake</p><p id="7abf">Who knew a thing or two about what’s at stake</p><p id="4d63">When words come into being formed from feelings raw</p><p id="8149">Look, I wasn’t really keeping score</p><p id="f814">But since you wondered what is spring?</p><p id="1d6e">Well spring’s a myriad colourful things</p><p id="81a6">Spring’s a daffodil, spring’s a primula,</p><p id="9a5c">spring’s a hyacinth, spring’s a crocus,</p><p id="8bb8">spring’s a Ranunculus, spring’s a glory (of the snow)</p><p id="5868">Spring’s a tulip shooting from the ground</p>

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<p id="ec75">Spring’s a tinge of willow’s white on brown</p><p id="86f8">Spring’s a season, at least it used to be</p><p id="4be9">Of March winds, April showers, and breeze at sea</p><p id="ef80">In spring I’ve seen butterflies, snail, &amp; bees.</p><p id="7d20">Thank you for this prompt and opportunity. My links to the stories I enjoyed are in the body of the poem.</p><p id="2754">This was prompted by <a href="undefined">Dr. Preeti Singh</a> and all the wonderful editors at ‘dancingelephantspress’. <a href="undefined">Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles Dr. Gabriella Korosi </a>and Sponsor <a href="undefined">DR Rawson – The Possibilist</a></p><h2 id="b484">Notes:</h2><p id="6b10">‘Summers play’ is a phrase from ‘The Fly’ a poem by William Blake—a well-known London poet who wrote with emotion about nature and human suffering.</p><p id="3357">The link to the prompt and <a href="undefined">Lisa Precious / Smiley Blue</a>’s story are in the body of the Quatern. (All links have been checked and stay inside Medium.)</p><p id="7f82">I also enjoyed <a href="https://link.medium.com/7xkMmr8wqyb">this story</a> on questions we might ask by <a href="undefined">DR Rawson - The Possibilist</a></p></article></body>

Spring into a Story: A poem & Quatern or two about spring

The DEP Spring Contest

Robin is photograph of a drawing by the author Hermione Wilds Writes

Robin you sing true

Atop the blanket

Feathers unruffled

By the author, inspired by the robin who came to sing to me this spring at 5: a. m. on top of the birch tree outside my window

Put spring in a story said Dr. Korosi.

Well that’s easy, I thought, & started to think

About what makes spring such a wonderful month

But to distill it, now there’s the rub

The robin has been seated atop my tree

As if he’s there to sing, just for me

Such a whisp of a bird, so tiny and small

Yet he sits 5 meters high as if he’s tall

Every evening till the blackbird comes

To serenade me in the evening

After the sun has set on a summer’s day

When the day has ended for those at play

The spring’s a start as Lisa already said

So jump up now, get out of your bed

Spring’s designed to wake you and make you see

There’s more to life than duvet and tea

Wait, that’s not all I wanted to say:

Springs a warm up to summer’s

play

I stole ‘summer’s play’* from the poet Blake

Who knew a thing or two about what’s at stake

When words come into being formed from feelings raw

Look, I wasn’t really keeping score

But since you wondered what is spring?

Well spring’s a myriad colourful things

Spring’s a daffodil, spring’s a primula,

spring’s a hyacinth, spring’s a crocus,

spring’s a Ranunculus, spring’s a glory (of the snow)

Spring’s a tulip shooting from the ground

Spring’s a tinge of willow’s white on brown

Spring’s a season, at least it used to be

Of March winds, April showers, and breeze at sea

In spring I’ve seen butterflies, snail, & bees.

Thank you for this prompt and opportunity. My links to the stories I enjoyed are in the body of the poem.

This was prompted by Dr. Preeti Singh and all the wonderful editors at ‘dancingelephantspress’. Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles Dr. Gabriella Korosi and Sponsor DR Rawson – The Possibilist

Notes:

‘Summers play’ is a phrase from ‘The Fly’ a poem by William Blake—a well-known London poet who wrote with emotion about nature and human suffering.

The link to the prompt and Lisa Precious / Smiley Blue’s story are in the body of the Quatern. (All links have been checked and stay inside Medium.)

I also enjoyed this story on questions we might ask by DR Rawson - The Possibilist

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