On a Beautiful Spring Day

A gentle breeze caresses the palm trees.
somewhere a dog barks,
and the bright sun cast
dark shadows across
the sidewalk.

The afternoon advances
as Las Vegas
shelters in place
waiting for the pandemic
to pass.

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Fickle April

Fickle April can't decide
whether it is spring or winter.

A chilled wind blows through
palm and pine,
dark clouds hide the sun,
and a cold rain falls.

A spring breeze
blows through the trees,
birds sing to attract a mate,
and the sun shines happy and bright.

Fickle April
can't make up its mind
so one day is cold
and the next day warm.

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On a Spring Morning in 2020

The chill in the morning air
doesn't stop the birds from singing
or building nest.

I listened to them
as I waited for the paratransit bus
to take me to my obligatory blood draw.

Social distancing ignored
because I need my med refiled
and the doctor won't refill them
without the blood work report.

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Early Spring

In early spring
the temperature if fickle,
sometimes warm
and sometimes cold.

In early spring
the wind caresses
pollen baring trees
causing people to sneeze.


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The Feast Day of Baha

On the Feast Day of Baha
the splendor of the New Year
rose resplendent above Sunrise Mount
casting the glory of dawn
across the planet.

In the first light of day
the excellence of spring
warmed the cold ground of winter
causing it to give birth
and bring forth
new life.


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Wednesday Afternoon

A pristine blue sky,
and a slight chill in the air
engenders thoughts of spring,
while encouraging gratitude's prayer
for another interesting winter day.

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Winter Passes

Second by second
the days grow longer,
as winter moves on,
and we look forward to spring.

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Robins Sing

Listen to the Robins sing,
In the garden in the spring,
Listen to this beautiful sound,
As it echoes all around.


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Beautiful Spring

Beautiful spring,
listen to the joyful sparrows sing
welcoming April wind and showers
proclaiming to all the their happiness.


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Spring Cleaning

Every year,
when spring arrived
Grandma cleaned house.

She went about it methodically,
room by room
removing the dust of winter
(not that there was much dust to remove).

She opened the windows
to let in the fresh air
or, perhaps,
letting out the closed up feeling
that settles in a house in winter.



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After School

I listen to the laughing children
playing outside
on this beautiful
and cloudy spring day.

I smile
because it reminds
me of my childhood,
and the joy
of being out of school
for the day.

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Naw-Ruz: A Time to Celebrate

Spring is almost here
a time for joy and cheer,
a time to celebrate Naw-Ruz
and a brand new year.


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An Afternoon in March

The rain has stopped
gray clouds cover the sky
promising more rain,
a chilly wind blows through
palm and olive trees
giving the feeling of winter,
but spring is on the way.

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Spring Memories

It was a new day
The wind whispered through oak leaves
Birds flew to their nests

 

This poem is, also, posted in Writing in Snow, under the folder Awardicon Items, in my writing.com port. I am Prosperous Snow.

 

 

Seasons of Civilization

Spring is a time of new beginnings,
When nature begins a New Year,
A time of new births and stronger feelings;
A new age - the judgment day humanity fears.

Summer is a time of growing,
A time for nature's beauty to mature.
This is the time of empire building,
When the new civilization looks to the future.

Fall and winter - times of harvesting and dying;
When nature is at its lowest ebb.
Civilization is in decay - awaiting a Divine Manifestation,
When true civilization appears dead.

Thus civilization and nature follow the same law,
God's law.

This poem is also posted in my writing.com journal Writing in Snow.

World Poetry Day

The splendor of the season 

Radiates across the Earth, 

Spring in the Northern Hemisphere, 

Autumn in the Southern Hemisphere, 

Encouraging new poems 

About the glory of the seasons. 

Upcoming celebrations on March 21

Naw-Ruz, which means New Day, will be celebrated by the Baha'is beginning at sunset on March 20, and ending at sunset on March 21. 

World Poetry Day is March 21. 

These two events make writing poems on that day necessary.  One of the ways to proclaim Baha'u'llah, the Prophet Founder of the Baha'I faith is through the arts. Another reason to write a poem on March 21 is spring. Spring is always a good time to write poem of joy and faith. 

March Morning in Las Vegas

Sun shining through clouds 

In anticipation of spring 

Neighborhood is silent 

All the children in school 

All the parents at work 

Or sleeping in 

The First Signs of Spring: A Poem

Jalál (Glory), 11 ‘Alá’ (Loftiness), 173 BE - Saturday, March 11, 2017 CE about 10:35 AM Pacific Standard Time 

Spring beautiful spring 

Sparrow and black birds sing 

Their mating calls ring 

Spring in Las Vegas 

Temperatures rise 

Watery eyes 

Spring musical spring 

Pigeons nest in palms 

Sparrow in pines 

Olive pollen flies 

Across the city skies 

Motivation Monday: Monday Morning Motivation

Kamal (Perfection), 2 Bahá (Splendour), 173 BE - Monday, March 21, 2016 about 7:25 AM Pacific Daylight Time

It's a beautiful Monday morning here in Las Vegas. The pigeons are cooing and a dog is yelping. It appears that the warm spring weather has made the birds happy and motivated them to spread their morning cheer to the neighborhood. The weather didn't motivate the dog's happiness, but it's possible the dog either wanted someone to let him out of his apartment or into it. The way animal and other noises echo in this neighborhood I can't tell where the dog was when he was yelping. He finally stopped so apparently he got whatever it was he wanted.

Spring is in the air
Scattering pollen sneezing
and warmer weather

I haven't opened the blinds or the door yet to check if the wind is blowing in my neighborhood. I don't thin very many people are up because the only noises I hear are animal noise. I don't even hear the neighbor playing music which is good because I'm not motivated to list to his favorite singers this morning.

Morning motivation
To take my medication
And then make myself stay up.

The only thing I was motivated to do was get up and take my medication. Since I'm up I'm not going to lay back down. So I need to accomplish something this morning. I'm going to post this and then see what else I can accomplish before breakfast.