Saturday, June 1, 2013

The Birth of Spring (Constanza)--By Connie Marcum Wong--United States

The Birth of Spring (Constanza)

April graces us with showers,
As cold snows melt, their wintry scene
Is changed to many shades of green.

From tender shoots, soon, Spring flowers.
Apollo's face is golden fair....
The scent of spring is in the air.

As blossoms float down from bowers
When gusts of April breezes blow,
They spread below like golden snow.

I delight and watch for hours,
For truly at this time of year
I feel God's presence dwelling here.

Blessed and touched by divine powers.
The joy of springtime here on Earth
Is felt with every flower's birth.

April graces us with showers,
From tender shoots, soon, Spring flowers.
As blossoms float down from bowers
I delight and watch for hours,
Blessed and touched by divine powers.

Connie Marcum Wong has been the Web Mistress of a private poetry forum “Poetry for Thought” since October 1999. Her poetry has been in many publications, anthologies, magazines, and e-zines over the years. She published her first poetry chapbook, Island Creations in 2005. In 2007, Heart Blossoms was published. In January 2010, an anthology, A Poetry Bridge to All Nations, was published by Lulu Enterprises, Inc. Connie created the 'Constanza' poetry form in 2007 and Con-Verse form in 2010. She has resided with her husband in Hawaii since 1980.

6 comments:

  1. Dear Connie,

    Thank you for all the comments you sent for other writers today. You are an encouraging light in the writing community. I also am so happy to have published this wonderful example of your Constanza form. I am looking for unique experiences for readers here at Whispers. This poem is a wonderful example of creativity.

    Blessings,
    Karen

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  2. How very lovely and quite a work of art. Thank you!

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  3. Aloha -

    Yours are the words of a true poet in awe of the world.

    love,
    Kathy

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  4. Dear Connie, I love the way you describe the transition from winter to spring. Indeed, Mother Nature's touch seems like a blessing from heaven. I am not familiar with the form, but that didn't matter at all as I was absorbed by the eloquent descriptions. Very nice to see you here, Connie. Wishing you the best always. Love, Carolyn Devonshire

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  5. This is a lovely poem written in a lovely format... I have used your style before.... well enjoyed... God bless

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  6. Thank you, Jack Horne, for the following comment--

    lovely words

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