It feels as though it is winter that has lingered. I look around me daily and wonder at the daffodils just peeping through and everything seems to be a month behind where it was this time last year. The order is the same, but the flowering has been delayed, the rosy red tulips are only just nodding their heads toward the sun and yet April is past midway and almost done.
Then just a sprinkling of sunshine and an early evening stroll and we have stolen moments of pleasure to treasure as the daylight lingers and the smell of spring scintillates the soul.
Pebbles underfoot
Ripples of lingering spring
Sunsets in the west.
© Alsion Jean Hankinson
This is for d’Verse haibun monday.
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We had snow last night, so it does seem winter is lingering.
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I have packed the winter extra duvet away today…so hopefully we won’t get snow tonight…XX
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I’m not sure if you noticed how many poetic devices you included in your poem, Alison : alliteration, internal rhyme and sumptuous descriptions. Read it yourself! Brava.
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Thank you. Xxx
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I agree with you on winter lingering as we had ice storms over the weekend ~ I appreciate this:
sprinkling of sunshine and an early evening stroll
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Thankfully winter is well on the way out the door! Spring has sprung here and I will send some your way. Loved the haiku!
Dwight
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Isn’t it strange how the weather is so varied in so small a country as the British Isles. Norfolk is now quite spring; we’ve had a couple of sunny days and everything seems to be blooming!
Your haibun glows with the promise of spring, Alison; I love the personification in ‘daffodils just peeping through’; the ‘rosy red tulips are only just nodding their heads toward the sun’; and the sound of the pebbles and ‘ripples of lingering spring’ in the haiku!
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thank you Kim. XX
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Lingering and long belong together!
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Here we have finally some spring… but no daffodils yet…
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it seems so late…but tonight the birds were singing…XX
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And here it’s still summer, though the old ash in the backyard is turning yellow and has been dropping leaves for weeks now. (Climate change? – naah.) Lovely piece – and the haiku is a terrific coda.
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Love strolling with you here! Especially feeling the pebbles underfoot and enjoying the rosy tulips. Apologies for the late reading….feeling rushed until you let me saunter with you here ❤️
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