I’ve enjoyed writing for many years. I'm dedicating more time to the craft in my retirement days.
Spring is a thing
And an action
Like if you step on a spring it’s a thing
That might put some spring in your step
A kind of pep
In the gait
Spring is a thing
And a season
Like if you sit in a spring it’s a thing
You might do when spring’s flowers bloom
A kind of spa
To old bones
So you could step on a spring
Or sit in a spring
And both could put spring in your step
When the birds sing
And buds begin to open
Or any time at all
Though in the fall
Sitting in a spring
Might bring chills
Or other ills
You could spring a trap
So the bunny or squirrel or wolf
Doesn’t get caught
Or you could hear the spring snap
When the cheese
Is approached by mouse number one
And watch number two run
With the little yellow ball in its teeth
The smarter of the pair
The one still alive
(S)he’ll probably thrive
Understanding that thing
Of whoever goes first
No, after you
No, really, I insist
Oh well, in that case
I’ll spring for dinner
Be right back
Only (s)he won’t
Dear Mrs. Mouse
Hate to spring this
On you so suddenly
But the spring of your off
The one that sprang forth
From your womb
Is now in a tomb
Here lies the one
Who went first
Buried in spring
When robins sing
And red wing blackbirds
Begin to bring
The season ‘round
The lovely sound of their voices
Hope the males’ choices
And it’s not too early
That it’s really spring
That it’s really sprung
And that it’s brung
Along with it
That will put some spring
Back in our steps:
Spring is that thing
When all’s new
Like when the sun’s brilliant round edge
Pushes above the far horizon
And signals dawn
Spring out of bed
And rush outside to meet it…
Greetings, my long, lost friend
I'm so glad you’re here again
Please stay for a while...
© 2021 greg cain
fran rooks from Toledo, Ohio on March 08, 2021:
Thanks for such an inspiring theme. So glad spring is almost here.
Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on March 07, 2021:
The format of your poem is most appropriate. The short lines make the reading as bouncy as the springing action, and as playful as the spring season.
Peg Cole from Northeast of Dallas, Texas on March 07, 2021:
Cute and light, this poem about spring was easy to read and fun. Spring is on its way and thank goodness for that.
Chrish Canosa from Manila Philippines on March 07, 2021:
I always love reading poetry's in here! Every writer has a very unique taste. It was a fun read!!! Not heavy to the heart. (which is kind of difficult for me to write)
I hope you always had that kind of super awesome day!!!
Nithya Venkat from Dubai on March 06, 2021:
I enjoyed reading this fun poem using the word prompt spring.
John Hansen from Queensland Australia on March 06, 2021:
Great job with this silly spring poem, Greg. You covered almost every aspect and different use of the word. A fun read as always.
greg cain (author) from Idaho, USA on March 06, 2021:
Sha Sha - thanks, friend! Took a short hiatus I guess you could say, but the urge to create vs. consume came back pretty strong the other day, so I'm getting some work done again. Thanks, as always, for being such a great supporter. Makes my heart warm. Be well and be safe, Sha, and Happy Saturday right backatcha.
Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on March 06, 2021:
And he's back! I love your fast-paced silly poetry, Box.
Spring is just around the corner. I see the buds and blooms popping up everywhere. Spring is my favorite season, especially in Florida. It's one of the few seasons with low humidity.
Love the Beatles song and the smile it (and you) puts on my face.
Happy Saturday my friend!