On The Edge Of Spring. Poem by Geoffrey Fafard
On The Edge Of Spring.
It is spring here on the edge of the wilderness
and the night smells of
Wild watermelon wine
Winter has packed her sullen suitcase
She did not like the game
I wish, oh how I wish I had known you
When you were a child in spring
And I was was on the edge of an adventure
With the taunt of summer in front of me
The wolves of winter asleep in memory
And the wild watermelon wine
that perfumes the air
On nights like this
Would hurry us along
the lanes and pathways
Onwards friends together
Laughing hand in hand
Hurry, hurry before the wine
Is finished.
I have believed this to be about ushering spring, I think most living creatures love spring. Thanks for sharing. Please review my poem 'Deer Hunter'
this is not totally clear to me but it was much more entertaining than the poetry i read of several other poets found at 'who is online'. i wish you used punctuation to denote sentences. and it seems haphazard how you decide in which lines to capitalize the first word. i especially enjoyed these lines: And the wild watermelon wine that perfumes the air On nights like this Would hurry us along the lanes and pathways thanks for sharing. bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 2:37:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A beautiful poem my friend!