
Pale spring, here again, nature awake.
Bud burts, first bloom, slumbers reawake.
Have the wisdom to real green deal undertake.
If you can, ponder, modern world remake.Bud burts, first bloom, slumbers reawake.
Spring season, new beginnings, despite outbreak.
If you can, ponder, modern world remake.
Those on the frontlines, all heroes make.Spring season, new beginnings, despite outbreak.
Can we take outcomes and in solutions partake?
Those on the frontlines, all heroes make.
Do we realize , all that’s at stake?Can we take outcomes and in solutions partake?
© REDCAT
Have the wisdom to real green deal undertake.
Do we realize , all that’s at stake?
Pale spring, here again, nature awake.
I don’t really know how the text and image relate, but I’ve had this image in the back of my mind a week now, wanting something, I couldn’t name. Eventually I meditated upon it and this is the poetry it inspired.
Who am I to argue?
Written for Sunday Muse #103, also linking to earthweal open link weekend #16.

GloPoWriMo 2020
DAY 1 – Build a New Start
DAY 2 – Beloved Bookstore
DAY 3 – Sunshine and Hail
DAY 4 – Isolation Dating
DAY 5 –Staring out a Windowpane
DAY 6 – Casanova Comes Closer
DAY 7 – Swirling Colors of my Mind
DAY 8 – White – Red – Black
DAY 9 – Different World After
DAY 10 – Spring Hay(na)ku
DAY 11 – Love – Hay(na)ku
DAY 12 – Make Art – Triolet inspired
by Neil Gaiman and Chris Riddell
DAY 13 – What did you think would happen
to a child left on my doorstep?
DAY 14 – Ballad of the Lost Poet
DAY 15 – Writer’s class – Hay(na)ku
DAY 16 – What is a Nomad without a Tribe?
DAY 17 – Pale Spring, Here Again, Nature Awake
DAY 18 – Spring Day in the Garden
DAY 19 – Close Couplets
DAY 20 – Lost in Love’s First Flush
DAY 21 – She Tasted Like Memory
DAY 22 – Struggling Mind
DAY 23 – Written in the book of dust
DAY 24 – At the end of every week, Friday-Cozy!
DAY 25 – Slip, Crack, Shatter
DAY 26 – Humans Really Don’t Know
DAY 27 – April Rain
DAY 28 – Greeting the Watch Horse
DAY 29 – Letter of Hope
DAY 30 – Witches Walpurgis Night Preparation
I like the way the form works for the poem, repeating important questions. I do hope we remake the world, start a green new deal, learn the lessons mother earth has been trying so hard to teach us. I enjoyed your poem, and its message, very much.
Bud burst, the signs of spring are magical.
Meditation clearly pointed you in the right direction … brava!
Do we realize , all that’s at stake?
I certainly hope we are learning and growing to be better people. I appreciate all the front line people who give so unselfishly.
I like the busyness of this poem, everything is happening in the frenzy of spring!
This is uplifting and full of a hope of renewal! I love how you connected everything together! Wonderful to see you at the Muse RedCat! 🌹