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 2020
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Early signs of the rites of Spring, I can hear the air vibrating in your poem Eira. A joy to read as a reminder of warmer weather approaching after such a long Winter, especially here where I live. More Tango than Samba here though thankfully! Enjoyed!

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