Spring Morning


Cool and watery the sun rises


Is there a change in the air?

Tentative vapour wafts over the field

And reveals green hue floating over damp soil


Will aconites and daffodils

Open their eyes to look at a new world?


Wish that it be true.


Soon the lark will rise

Soon the air turns rich

Soon exploding buds must colour the world


Balmy air and rising sap

Inspire lovers to lust

To love

To kiss

And nest



© HMH, 2022







8 responses to “Spring Morning”

  1. Anna avatar


    1. Hanne H avatar
      Hanne H

      Thank you, Anna!

  2. Debi+Ennis+Binder avatar

    Lovely summer poem! I’m an autumn person, but I love flower poetry!

    1. Hanne H avatar
      Hanne H

      Thanks, Debi! I’m fiddling with a collection of seasonal poetry and have also written an autumn one. Where would we be without flowers?

  3. Millie Thom avatar

    Lovely imagery in your poem, Hanne. Spring is such a wonderful season after the cold and grey of winter. It’s wonderful to watch the things you describe appearing across the landscape. 😀

  4. Hanne H avatar
    Hanne H

    Thank you so much, Millie. Your comments make me think that I’ve achieved something of what I had in mind. 🥰

  5. BRIAN WALKER avatar

    Wonderful images of early morning awaking
    and of flowers and the larks rising, you’ve captured them all even the rising sap to inspire lovers.
    A wonderful piece of poetry.

    1. Hanne H avatar
      Hanne H

      Thank you so much for those kind words, Brian! It means a lot to me,

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