An ode to spring


I had to write so I could recite, or sing
God forbid
It went on into the darkest of a rugby night
What is an ode, but a short code

Thinking of what and not
Right enough to describe the dew of spring
Between my toes, but believe me it and love are of the nose
Could love though but pounce?
Like a speedy mouse

Now spring is here with fragrance and delight
Raise a glass to fresh mown grass
Alluring in the breeze
Many fantails salsa dancing I see
Should we be bowed of head in respect?

Spring I say complete
Don’t leave us to soon, let us swoon
Feel with our hearts summer in the wings…
Will soon see us sneezing on our knees
Hankies out, the tears all for nought
Rugby’s outcome maybe happy maybe sad

But pollen doing the rounds
The surge of biological urge
Would we be best a bee?
They may not us, hold the key

Spring on the wing cupid
I do love thee

Donald Lousley Oct. 2011





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  2 comments for “An ode to spring

  1. marg smith
    October 18, 2011 at 8:04 am

    Fantastic colour in these spring photos. I especially like the last one with the blue behind the tree. I can understand why you are moved to poetry to celebrate spring! Cheers Marg

    • Donald Lousley
      October 18, 2011 at 8:14 am

      Hi Marg, nice to hear from you.

      Yes, that blue sky has grown on me. I thought it a bit weird, and like PhotoShopped, but it came about as I’ve been experimenting with a rather amazing software trick in the camera where it calculates then has quite slow, prone to blur setting for the background which must have saturated the colour in this instance, and then it fires the flash weakly, which freezes the foreground. Indoors it makes for very warm hues, and obviously outdoors strange things happen to the sky.

      Or do they!? It’s our brains that are wired to expect certain things.

      So it all proves just how fickle we can be in our interpretation! Food for thought.



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