Your best hello to spring poem?

[cbabe]

Chanson Innocente/e. e. cummings

in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman

whistles far and wee

and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer
old balloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

it's
spring
and
the
goat-footed

balloonMan whistles
far
and
wee

//

[MineralMan]

1. That's a favorite of mine, too.

"The goat-footed balloonman" has always stuck with me.

[cbabe]

2. Pan god in the woods. Wind in the Willows has a whole chapter about Pan and the animals. My word is

‘mudluscious’.

[badhair77]

3. I immediately thought of this poem,

when the world is mud-lucious and puddle wonderful. Can’t beat that imagery.

[alphafemale]

4. I remember the weeks of mud in Ohio

Not so much a thing here in SC

[Mme. Defarge]

5. April

Like fireworks framed
and hung for a season,
or confetti in snapshots,
clinging to air,
like lights out of focus
spring trembles
and grows in circumference
and looms
in the silver screen sky.

Chinese and Italians
have taught us to celebrate
conjuring springs gone by.

[48656c6c6f20]

6. Out of the darkness comes light.

Oh wait that's a beer Jingle 😂

[nolabear]

7. One of mine

Spring

Somewhere
a black bear
has just risen from sleep
and is staring
down the mountain.
All night
in the brisk and shallow restlessness
of early spring
I think of her.
her four black fists
flicking the gravel,
her tongue
like a red fire
touching the grass,
the cold water
There is only one question:
how to love this world.
I think of her
rising
like a black and leafy ledge
to sharpen her claws against
the silence
of the trees.
Whatever else
my life is
with its poems
and its music
and its glass cities,
it is also this dazzling darkness
coming
down the mountain.
breathing and tasting;
all day I think of her
her white teeth,
her wordlessness.
her perfect love.

Mary Oliver

[Takket]

8. roses are red, violets are blue...

here comes spring
into our view...

that's all i got, sorry