Daffodils wither
my spring is so colorless,
bereft of delight.
dandelions surround me,
with breeze of hope and healing.
***
Fireflies flutter
gleaming like fleeting moments
when evenings were fun!
In the cage of memories
I yearn for a golden spring.
***
This desolate bird
looks at the blue umbrella
song of spring echoes –
a shrouded inspiration:
azure sky is limitless.
© Balroop Singh
Thanks to Colleen for her 24 Seasons Poetry Challenge, which inspires syllabic poetry. I’ve highlighted the Kigo words.
Thank you dear readers for your love and support.
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How precious the dandelions surround you with hope and healing, Balroop! Yellow or white or transparent has its beauty.
Thank you for sharing your lovely thoughts Miriam. I agree.
The dandelions are looking so beautiful and deep and profound poem Balroop 🤗
Thank you Kamal. 🤗
Welcome dear Balroop 🤗
Dear Balroop, your poem is so beautiful and you are surrounded by beauty everywhere.
let us walk up to the Fir tree and lay our hands on its trunk .
look up at the so very blue sky. feel the tree soothing and the sky smile.
yyou will be well again my child.
Hugs / Miriam
Well said Miriam! It is this beauty that keeps us smiling despite the moments we despise. Thank you so much for sending positive vibes. Love and hugs.
Sending you renewed hope with the Springs return Balroop, that the colour will return into your life after winters Sorrow.
Love to you my friend xx 💖💖💖
I appreciate your hope and support dear friend. Many thanks for sharing your lovely thoughts. 🤗
❤ ❤ ❤ xxx
Breeze of hope and healing. ❤️🩹 May they abound 🤗
Thank you Selma, hope always helps. 🤗
Spring without your loved one must be difficult. I pray God gives you peace, Balroop.
Thank you Priscilla.
Color returns in bits… as does hope… I promise you this! xx
Thanks for a positive nudge Annette, much appreciated.
Your deep loss and heartache are palpable in your poems, Balroop. That’s a healing sign. One day at a time and one of those days will be golden again.
I wish you were right Lisa, I wish there were a healing balm for the grieving heart! Thank you for your kind words of support.
It’s easy to say things when we don’t walk in your shoes, Balroop. But I do have faith that the color will return, albeit slowly, and soon you’ll revel again in the beauty surrounding you. Lovely words, as always. 💞
Words have no significance when such an unexpected situation occurs, Lauren. Yet we only have the words! What a paradox. Thank you for all your support dear friend.
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What a sobering contrast between the colorless and golden spring. Your poetry, as always, is exquisite, but my heart aches for you. I continue to pray that God will restore beauty and comfort to your world, Balroop. ❤️
Thank you so much for your prayers and kind wishes Mae. The whole world changes when you lose your soulmate.
I have no doubt about that, Balroop. I can’t even begin to imagine the pain.
Hi Balroop, your poems are like frozen roses.
Wow! What a beautiful way to describe sad poetry! Thank you Robbie.
It is my pleasure, Balroop. I wish I could take away your pain.
Thank you for your kind words Robbie.
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Beautifully heart-revealing poetry, Balroop. With its palette of shades, you’ve laid out a landscape of hope throughout the season.
Thank you Gwen, trying to search it.
Beautiful poetry, Balroop. I hope spring continues to give you glimpses of joy amid your grief. Hugs.
Thank you Diana 🤗
In Greek mythology, dandelions are associated with Apollo, the god of the sun and medicine. So, your poem about dandelions is a form of healing, Balroop. May the spring winds bring you some peace. 💜
Thank you for your lovely wishes Colleen. 🤗
You’re welcome, Balroop. I wish I could give you a huge hug! 🥰
Your mixture of emotions is so real! May you be surrounded by more color and flowers soon. Great poems, Balroop!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Thank you so much Yvette 🤗
Balroop, this is beautiful:
dandelions surround me,
with breeze of hope and healing.
I sincerely hope you are soon freed from:
the cage of memories
Thanks Lisa.
You’re welcome.
My dear Balroop, it’s a pleasure to read this beautiful poem full of spring and hope. Wishing for you sweet healing and may the memories that remain are ones that you can build on the next years of your life.
Sending you much love and hugs.
Thank you so much Miriam, for your kind words and wishes. 🤗
i wish you a colourful Spring too 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼
Thanks Willow.
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Such raw and vivid tanka. with a profound metaphoric depth.🖤
Many thanks for sharing your thoughts Jude, much appreciated.
Simply delightful, Balroop ❤
~David
Thank you David.