Springtime Samba
An old one revised, written in huitain form
As creatures stir in spring’s advance
familiar rhythms bid us dance —
cavorting with the skylark’s trilling;
nascent daffodils enhance
the grassy stage where lambkins prance.
Now winter’s pillowed, sunshine’s spilling,
pulse to samba’s lively beat …
fan fires of passion; render heat!
© capricorn 2023
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Liked very much, have to admit I looked up ‘huitain’ to check I was correct about the meaning, I was surprisingly as it’s not often heard. I love the 3rd verse from the bottom 🙂 Sue.
So glad you liked this one Sue.Huitain used to be my favorite form but I haven’t written one recently..
I think my frogs have been listening to too many Samba beats – my pond is full of frogspawn.. 😉 .
Haha! Yes March is the month for frogspawn.
There is nothing like a sunny, warm spring day to involve everyone and everything in a rhythmic dance.
An enjoyable read, Eira.
Luigi x
I feel like dancing today, Luigi – it’s been a lovely sunny day.
Eira x
Enjoyed the read, Eira. ‘Now winter’s pillowed’. Oh yes, Best regards, Mick.
So glad you enjoyed the read. I for one am glad spring is here. Looking forward to longer nights.
Eira
Clever poem, meticulously rhymed and scanned.