A freshly frosted rose
Starry summer skies
Tasting a glistening snowflake
Singing acappella of love
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With the change of seasons bringing sunshine it gives an energy and positivity just like a new year. Thank You
Its blue shadow! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A nice poem on the changing season and when it is spring time. Congrats.
A beautiful poem, a well deserved selection as members' poem, congrats!
Haunting expression has been made on nature and season. Nicely speculated. Thanks and congratulations for being selected as the poem of the day.
This is very telegraphically written with an energy that bursts in all directions. The first stanza is a complete mish-mash of images from a (winter's) glistening snowflake to starry °summer° skies. A freshly frosted rose? I don't know where you live, but by the time the roses bloom all threat of frost is long gone here. I don't mind the confusion, but that is not the theme I walk away with in the end. It's wonderment and love. Confusion and wonder are different.
In stead of any intellectual discussion, some comments target a poet's work for reasons other than its literary value. The critiques, try to be real critiques.
Who r u? Chapter 2? I won't get naked in a pond. There's only one VAL BROOKLYN ROGERS! !
A series of confusing events depicted in the worst style. Nothing memorable or worthy. This poem will be forgotten in 24 hours.
You have some good imagery in this poem. I'm not certain that your poem lives up to its title.
Lovely poem. Modes of spring are so varied and charming in every way.