Poem for Spring: As Sunshine Sits

Photo of spring, sunshine, and flowers

A poem for spring of sunshine and flowers. Photo taken in Victoria, BC, Canada. Β©2014 Christy Birmingham

Hello all! Spring is almost here, although I know that many of you are still looking out your windows at the snow. I am hopeful that you will start to see signs of springtime soon! Here is a poem for spring, and it will be wonderful to see more flowers coming into bloom in a little while.

As Sunshine Sits

Sunshine sits upon a canvas of orange,
The silky petals eager for mouthfuls of warmth that
They have not digested in months.

The furrows of a leathery face above have
Stems of their own that still sit within
Backseats of moments when she was only a child.

The ground feels warm under her bare feet as
She leans forward to touch the bright orbs,
While the grains of days ahead do play within her mind.

Β©2015 Christy Birmingham

Wishing you a sunshine frame of mind.
~Love Christy

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163 thoughts on “Poem for Spring: As Sunshine Sits

  1. Janine Huldie

    Truly needed to read this after our latest snow storm here last night and more on the way to follow Wednesday into Thursday. So done and cannot wait for Spring now for sure! Thanks for your beautiful words and reminder that it will find us hopefully soon πŸ˜‰

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  2. Fiestaestrella

    Christy, There’s so much I enjoy about this poem, but this passage is my favorite part:

    “The furrows of a leathery face above have
    Stems of their own that still sit within
    Backseats of moments when she was only a child.”

    Reflections.

    xxKa

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  3. Billybuc

    I absolutely loved the last line of your poem. Beautiful! Spring is, indeed, here, and gardening is calling me. Can you hear it? πŸ™‚ Hugs coming your way from sunny Olympia.

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  4. aFrankAngle

    Well done … and cheers to you being a bit closer to spring than me. Tuesday be interesting … let’s see … start with freezing day, double-digit temperature increase, rain then thunderstorms, … and after the storms, the temps plummet.

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  5. CORRIE WOERDE

    DEAR CHRISTY,
    HARDLY CAN WAIT FOR THE DAY WE CAN GO OUTSIDE WITHOUT WEARING A WARM COAT…
    TO FEEL THE WARMTH OF THE SUN ON MY FACE AGAIN…
    AND TO LAY IN THE GRASS,WATCHING CLOUDS AND TRY TO SEE WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE…
    WHEN I WAS A KID I COULD DO THAT FOR HOURS… πŸ˜‰

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  6. Chris

    That made me think about what is going on beneath the ground right now.

    I’ll bet the tulip bulbs are already sending slow green fingers to the surface as we speak. There is probably a bunch of fat slimy worms down the too, but we don’t have to worry about them, at least not yet.

    Better to think about the green seed pods coming our way. Lots of them, and big ones too. Seed pods that if you fall asleep near them, they assimilate your body, thoughts and memories. They turn you into a pod person, and….

    Errr, sorry, I get carried away sometimes.

    Yes, spring is coming soon, and that will be very nice. 😊

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Hehe Chris! Okay now I’m imagining those worms and it’s nearly lunchtime here …. so I might put off eating for a while! As for the seed pods, I think there’s a short story prompt to be had in that description πŸ™‚

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  7. Dave Small

    Blizzard warning for tomorrow — but I’m thinking spring! Thanks for the great poem. The last line was noted in a couple of the comments above — excellent!

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      What a lovely compliment here, Aquileana! Thank you for the Keats notation – I do take it humbly and smile too πŸ™‚ Your comment here is beautiful!! I hope your Tuesday is going well ❀

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  8. markbialczak

    Your Monday frame of mind was waaaaay better than mine, Christy. Hurray for your images of coming spring. ❀ I have snow and shoveling and more snow. I know, spring will come soon, as your poem reminds us with its seasonal bouquet of hope. πŸ™‚

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  9. Nadine Herring

    As I sit here staring at mounds of snow outside my window, I am eagerly awaiting spring and the warmth and happiness it will bring. Thank you so much for putting me in that frame of mind with these lovely words πŸ™‚

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  10. Mahesh Nair

    Beautifully worded. There’s innocence as much there’s assertion. Spring is magical, brings out the best in us – it already has, for you πŸ™‚ Lovely this, Christy.

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  11. reocochran

    This was a truly beautiful photograph and your sweet and clever little poem really made me smile, too. I think flowers do appear to have ‘mouths’ wishing for some water, parched from winter’s dry spell (although the melting snow may help them to bloom!) Smiles!

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  12. Sue Dreamwalker

    Christy this is indeed a beautiful poem, which brought LOTS of Sunshine into my Day.. Thank you, I hope the warmth of Spring soon brings the flowers out to bloom.. And we have Crocus’s out smiling their purple at us..
    Love to you my friend.
    Hugs Sue

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  13. DG MARYOGA

    The Rite of Spring Christy Dear!
    Plenty of sunshine and colour in every word and in your heart;loved the generous light on the canvas of orange and on the crispy petals!Sending love to you from this end πŸ™‚ ❀ xxx

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Ohhhhh your comment is very special here, Doda! YOU are special! I love to be able to share poems here and knowing you enjoyed the read means a lot to me. Sending love to you and wishing you a beautiful weekend! πŸ™‚ ❀

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  14. Norah

    This is lovely Christy. I like the image of the orange petals kissed by sunlight. I have read, seen, a lot of orange posts today. There seems to have been a photo challenge for orange things. Your poem fits among them beautifully.
    While you are looking forward to the sunshine and warming up, I am looking forward to a respite from the sunshine and cooling down as we move into autumn. πŸ™‚

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Hi Norah, it’s funny isn’t it how we know bloggers around the world in different seasons and time zones πŸ™‚ I like that though! Okay you will be into autumn and that’s a lovely season too. Thanks for the kind words and visit today!

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  15. JL0073

    Wonderful poem and not a moment too soon. It definitely helps to read something in anticipation of Spring. I live in NYC and it feels like we’ve been stuck in winter and snow forever.

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  16. karen52290

    Hey Christy! I found you on the Blog Pitch Party 2! I love writing poems and reading about books that may interest me, so I decided to check out your blog. I LOVE this poem! It make me that much more hopeful for a happy spring. It needs to get here ASAP! πŸ™‚

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  17. Michael

    I needed a GPS and a canteen of water to find and reach the bottom of the comments.

    “mouthfuls of warmth” nice. I like it.

    ” . . . grains of days ahead do play within her mind.” nice syntax and diction. Very cool.

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  18. D.G.Kaye

    Thanks for sharing your beautiful spring poem Christy. I’ll take anything that remotely has anything to do with spring right now, lol. We still have quite a ways to go. Happy almost spring my friend! xo

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