Friday, February 06, 2009

Poetry Friday - Spring Song

Can it really be just February? I love, love, love fall, but once it's over, I want to move straight on into spring. Lately I've been hoping for a glimpse of Dunbar's song.
Spring Song
by Paul Laurence Dunbar

A blue-bell springs upon the ledge,
A lark sits singing in the hedge;
Sweet perfumes scent the balmy air,
And life is brimming everywhere.
What lark and breeze and bluebird sing,
Is Spring, Spring, Spring!

No more the air is sharp and cold;
The planter wends across the wold,
And, glad, beneath the shining sky
We wander forth, my love and I.
And ever in our hearts doth ring
This song of Spring, Spring!

For life is life and love is love,
'Twixt maid and man or dove and dove.
Life may be short, life may be long,
But love will come, and to its song
Shall this refrain for ever cling
Of Spring, Spring, Spring!

The round up this week is hosted by Elaine at Wild Rose Reader. Do stop by and take in all the wonderful poetry being shared. Before you go, be sure to check out this week's poetry stretch results. Happy poetry Friday, all!


  1. You and me both. Spring? Where are you?

    Dang it---too far away to hear yet. But I think it's going to be warmer than forty degrees this weekend!

  2. You're giving me cabin fever!

  3. I love this. I am usually eagerly looking for the first signs of spring, too.

  4. Perfect for today. It's very spring-like here. I'm ready for it, too!

  5. I think this year when spring does get here my heart will be a thousand pounds lighter. I am glad to be on my recuperation couch during all the snow storms and icy winds this winter. When the warmth comes back I'll be out and about again!

  6. Yep, a little Spring Fever in the offing here, too.

    I was just doing research on Dunbar this morning--thanks for sharing his poetry!

  7. I'm excited because the next few days will finally be above freezing. I am SO ready for Spring!

  8. This wretched winter has me seeking the signs of spring even more than usual. So far: more light in the morning and evening, and the male cardinals are starting to stake out their territory. Bird song again! Joy from the tree tops even though there are interminable mountains of snow in the parking lots!