She’s Arisen

fantasy, fate, inspiration, nature, spring

Giddy Spring,

For my laziness, my lack of focus, I ask to be forgiven.
Play tag with the clouds while the trees try to blend in.

Feel the charity of the daffodil.
Forget getting ahead of time, break even.

I want to be the peony, unashamed of being eaten.

For what has been a clammy year finally offers me a pearl,
though its luster is fast retreating.

If I can't create from nature's diverse building blocks,
fallen petals on sidewalks,
I'll gladly sit the sidelines and cheer on 
the spring equinox.

d’Verse Poet’s Pub | Poetics | Everything We See

Cover Art: Shéhérazade by René Magritte

Mannequin Pussy “Nothing Like”

39 responses to “She’s Arisen”

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A wonderful poem, pleasure to read ❤️

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you. I appreciate you reading my poem and leaving me such an encouraging message. Happy spring!
  
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rothpoetry

Very nicely done!

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you, Dwight. Happy spring!
  
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  1. rothpoetry
    
    You are welcome.
    
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Tom

Lovely descriptions of the changing seasons. ❤ Bring on the sun 😀

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you, Tom. 💜 I don’t mind a little shivering if it’s in the sunlight.
  
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Anonymous

Making the best of the circumstances–we could all do more of that! (K)

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Indeed. Working on it here, myself. Spring offers plenty of distraction. Thanks, K.
  
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Experience Film

Brilliant, KH! Congrats on this radiant spring pearl🌷🔮👏🏼

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you.😊 let’s hope there’s enough to put on a string by the end of the season. 🫧🫧🫧
  
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  1. Experience Film
    
    “It’s the question that drives us.” You have strung many necklaces. And yet it is that doubt at the beginning of each that make them gorgeous in the end.
    
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Jim

Your last verse reminds me of the children around here, putting chock art on the sidewalks for us walkers to enjoy.
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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  How lovely. I haven’t seen much of that here yet. I like those sorts of surprises. Thanks, Jim.
  
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kim881

Spring does tend to send everything giddy, and I love the idea of playing tag with the clouds! My favourite lines:
‘If I can’t create from nature’s diverse building blocks,
fallen petals on sidewalks,
I’ll gladly sit the sidelines and cheer on
the spring equinox.’

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you, Kim. I appreciate this comment very much. Cheers to spring and what will hopefully be a season of surprises.
  
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  1. kim881
    
    My pleasure!
    
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Helen

I love the painting you chose!!! Perfectly paired with a most enjoyable poem. Cheers and Brava!!!

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you kindly, Helen. It’s impossible to not catch the spring fever. Those pastel trees really catch my eye.
  
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merrildsmith

A delightful poem of spring. I’d like to play tag with clouds, too. 💙

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you kindly, Merril. The overnight shotgun wedding trees around here. It’s a fun surprise every year.
  
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    You’re welcome!
    
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

It’s such a pleasure… equinox, and now the daylight may begin.

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Yin and yang balanced for the equinox. Hooray for sun and sweet surprises.
  
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Bob

Fantastic!

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you. 😊
  
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Grace

Love the boldness and pearls of spring. This line made me smile:I want to be the peony, unashamed of being eaten.

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you, Grace. The peony is apparently a delicacy in some places. It got me thinking.
  
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Melissa Lemay

I love the “charity of the daffodil” and I’m cheering on spring right along with you. That video was a trip. I swear I saw some Disney princesses in there.

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K.F. Hartless

Thank you, Melissa. A feminist Disneyland, that one. 🤣 I like to think the transformation of those delicate flowers could mirror my own and that of other women. I love how the color kicks in when the females leave their chores behind and go outdoors to frolic.

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johnlmalone

it has been a somewhat clammy year, esp the 5 day heatwave we had last week with its muggy days; I enjoy the ludic tone of your poem, the sense of liberation like what I’m feeling now that it’s cooler; I love the line about the peony and ‘the charity of the daffodil’ 🙂

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you kindly, John. I’m limping into spring after a careless twist of my foot. At least their was a sherbet sunset to help make the day go down better. Cheers!
  
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  1. johnlmalone
    
    ‘sherbet sunset;; I’ll drink to that 🙂
    
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  2. K.F. Hartless
    
    Thanks, John. It was so beautiful here this evening. I really do want a sherbert and ginger ale float now.
    
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  3. johnlmalone
    
    hahaha; sounds good; I enjoy a gin ‘n’ tonic on warm summer evenings now and then —
    
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tiffanyarpdaleo

Love the poem, the song and video too! ☺

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thanks, Tiff. The spring startles me every year, and I need that sort of thing from time to time.
  
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Anonymous

Like spring, your poem creates an atmosphere of happily looking ahead.

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paeansunplugged

I so enjoyed reading your fantastic poem, K. The last stanza will stay with me for long. ❤️

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