We season spring
cease to speak;
and sit to sip our tea;
we listen to the eager
shift of wings
from a wren awakened
to the scent of last year’s
by greedy earthworms;
we sit and let spring
Today we are writing Quadrilles at dVerse with Lisa with the word being season.
April 4, 2022
Isn’t that so true? All the new growth, warmer weather…it seems everyone just waits to bloom themselves!
“Let spring devour us” – Love the ending line, as well as the use of action word for season. I cannot wait for the end of winter (we got snow yesterday).
We had some snow this morning… but now it has turning to rain.
Love the illustration. Love the words. Spring is soooooooooooo slow coming here. Windchill of high 30s today! At least it’s sunny. How I crave those crocus, tulips and daffodils!
oh what a picture of the season – utter delight to read
shift of wings
from a wren awakened”
“We season spring …. and let it devour us” Sighing in contentment at afternoon you describe here, sitting quietly and sipping tea, listening for the rustling of bird wings. Love the image you chose to go with your Q, it’s just right.
Very wonderful wordsmanship (all already mentioned). “seasoning spring” and much more. I read this aloud, and It would be a gem for spoken word gatherings.
Ohhhh, all that sibilance is simply divine.
Guess i never thought of the seasons as being greedy. But now i have to rethink.
Thanks for dropping by to read mine Björn
“season spring with silence.”
Overall, nice use of alliteration.
Even your quadrilles have more hidden in them than one knows after a mere first reading…the earthworms……the leaves being devoured……and being in tea country at this time of the year I found myself relating to those words in different ways… Hungary before, and indeed other countries were all coffee…now it seems to be tea everywhere…in silence..
Which reminds me a bit of the joke Finns always like to say about Swedes, though I don’t know how if they are always supposed to be the silent ones…
Yes, I too long for spring but it feels silent on some day. It’s been cold here and my winter coat is still lingering on a hanger.
It’s a mutual devouring I think. (K)
Devour our serenity, or so it seems for me. But, I’d adapted before and I know I will continue to do so. Happy spring.
What a wonderful way to go Bjorn! Excellent piece!
This whole poem is seasoned with great phrases
Great opening line.
“we sit and let spring
After a long winter, these last lines are especially true.
The homage you pay to spring by seasoning it with silence, shows how eagerly it is anticipated and enjoyed. And I can understand that after the harshness of winter.
Very nicely done. I like this way of viewing the season change. Great painting also.
What a great opening,
“We season spring
This spoke to me as a way of honoring the rebirth.
Wonderful expression of appreciation of Spring’s eventual arrival – love your opening and closing lines.
I love the idea of spring devouring us- wonderful Bjorn!
Yes. Winter’s end. Good choice, and great writing.
A fine place to be.
The concept of spring ‘devouring me’ ….. Oh, I love it. Thanks for leaving me a comment.
Hi Bjorn! Always lovely to read your work. It has been quite chilly here since “spring” arrived, so I have been sipping my hot tea as well. My quadrille is at the link below.
I love the slow shift away from winter to the lazy enjoyment of spring engagements with imagist examples! ❤
Spring is indeed a hungry season, eating up the remains of what was. Vivid pictures painted here, Bjorn, and also the peace of acceptance.
Lovely picture! Spring is not a happy feeling?
Unless you are snow😂