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Why is she hiding?
Last week she showed her glorious face
on a day of sunshine and 70s.
Then as quickly as she came,
she was gone.
And the tears of rain came
pouring down, leaving hints of
tiny, fresh buds on trees,
sprouts emerging from the wet, brown dirt
and a glimpse of renewal
of new life, of hope.
But then she turned her back
those tears turned cold
ice, freezing rain, sleet and
now today snow.
Blowing, blustery snow
in the middle of April.
The gray, snowy day fills
my view out my window.
And I ask again,
"Why are you not ready
to reveal yourself?
What are you afraid of?"
I will continue to be patient
because I know she will come
again in all her glory.
And, yes, I will close my eyes
look heavenward and thank God above
for this season of change.
I will embrace and accept her
when she decides to show her face
and arrive with a newness and
splendor of revival. It's time.
But, why, oh, why is she still hiding?
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I was surprised over the month of March during the challenge, I never wrote about the weather. Perhaps, because spring decided not to fully arrive to bring in the new growth and beauty. Yet, here I write about the weather in the middle of April, still wondering where spring is ...
Well, on the bright side, you found some inspiration in this miserable weather. I like the gentle tone of your poem. (I suspect mine might verge on ranting.) I also like the refrain "Why is she hiding?" though I don't like the reality of it! Crossing fingers that spring will come out in full force this weekend! Hang in there!
ReplyDeleteThis has such a Mary Oliver tone to it. Love it. Seems like lots of you bloggers Stateside are writing about the cold. Boo. Hopefully spring is just around the corner.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem - the weather gave you inspiration and lots of wonder. Spring is definitely hiding, but soon, soon, we'll be basking in sunshine and heat (and complaining because it's too hot, too humid, too.... Love ya, Mom
ReplyDeleteThis is amazing. So full of imagery! Unfortunately, we didn't even get a little peek of warm weather and tomorrow we get another winter storm. UGH. I hope the forecasters are right and we get warmer weather next week and melt this ugly stuff!
ReplyDeleteSlow spring makes us wonder, doesn't it? Wintery days in mid April are unusual. Wishing that the sunshine and warmth will arrive soon to you.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed how your spring was personified as she. I had to stop and think if I missed a person. Spring is struggle here too which means softball season keeps being put on hold. Hang in there - I believe it will come.
ReplyDeleteWhere is spring? Snow yesterday. Snow today. Snow nearly every day this month ---- APRIL!!! April showers are supposed to bring May flowers. What does April snow bring? I really enjoyed your word choice in this poem, and the way places you chose to start new lines. What a shame we have to use words like blustery, blowing, and freezing in April poetry.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem! I love the imagery. I was going to marvel that you’ve had the same weather...then I remembered how long this storm really was! Canada all the way to Mexico. Wow!
ReplyDeleteWe are ALL wondering where spring is! Your poem is lovely, and so eloquently describes the agony one experiences when spring teases us, and winter keeps surprising us. I almost wonder if we're not just going to leap from winter right into summer & skip spring altogether!
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