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Spring Cleaning



The warm winds blow
(sometimes with a hint of ice –
tail-end of winter’s cold),
ruffling the leaves
on the evergreen trees,
dusting the bare branches
of the unclad.

Dust rises in great swirls,
reddish and coarse,
echoes of the ground beneath
where it settles once again,
providing succour to the roots
whence it came.

Seasons’ circles,
cycles interwoven,
life and death
to the eye,
but the soul
will never die.


©Denise G Allen, 04 October 2013 07:08

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

16 thoughts on “Spring Cleaning

  1. I enjoy you writing in this style. (Which is not to mean that I don’t like your other styles. 🙂 )


  2. Hi Denise. Lovely poem.
    My flat doesn’t warrant a spring clean at the moment. I think a tornado has blown through it 😉


  3. life is a big cycle…full of energy…very visual piece….enjoyed watching the dust whirlwind…smiles.


  4. I wish our weather would make up it’s mind.. love the way you do this type post…


  5. Love this poem, adee, especially the last line. 🙂


  6. The cycles and forces as you so graphically describe – it makes one speculate that only human self-importance ascribes souls as confined to human-kind. All life has the life-force one might call a soul as a separate and distinct thing?


  7. Ah yes, wind … the weather duster.
    blessings ~ maxi


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