Spring Forth
As we settle into spring
our thoughts like seedlings
take root in the warm soil.
Our bodies sprout cravings
to awaken and spend time outdoors
with the wild things and colorful new blooms.
The crocus does not lie
the lilac bushes smell heavenly
nature from its long frozen slumber
renews all in the spring melt.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2016
Written with Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads Flash 55 and Poets United.
Capricious Poet 
there’s a very refreshing feel about this poem. 🙂
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I’m so happy it could refresh you! Thank you!
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Such a fresh spring expression! and I love the pic very much!
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I actually wrote the poem about the picture I love it too!
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How I love the spring melt!!
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It’s the best! Spring is my favorite time of year hands down!
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this was beautiful. I loved how it welcomes the Spring season. thanks for sharing it with us.
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Thank you for enjoying it so much!
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What a beautiful picture to illustrate your beautiful poem….I feel like this as spring unfurls!
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Thank you so much! I was happy to put the picture with my words.
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Beautifully expanding….!!
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All the way into summer Sanaa!
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The crocus never lies….I love the truth in your lines here Bekkie! Spring is a wonderful time for the outdoors for so many. A lovely write as always!
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They have never lied to me Carrie. Thank you so much!
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The crocus does not lie.
What a fabulous line in your compelling description of Spring.
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I’m so glad you liked that line because it’s so true. I have watched them since I was a tiny child in Indiana. Thanks Kerry!
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