Stepping into the season early or no?
Perplexed by the sight of rain
Receding gradually into sun
It’s more than wishful thinking
Notice how it gets easier
Given time it will become the norm.
Hello everyone! How are you today? π Welcome to my blog where I’m currently questioning why it took me so long to be in the mood to write poems again and it’s driving me a bit mad π€π. Writing poetry has been hit and miss for me lately, I’ve read and listened to it but haven’t been inspired within to take initiative and write my own for ages. This poem came out of nowhere and it certainly helps that acrostics are free flowing ngl πππ).
It’s different from my Summer edition as in that I was talking about what I loved whilst it was going on, now I’m thinking about what I long for despite it feeling far away (how very lockdown of me ππ). Things have gone a step further than rain here where I am in Ireland, it’s snowed on occasion and there’s news of there being more on the way next week under the guise of a storm π§οΈπ. Don’t get me wrong, those moments have they’re perks and it’s nice being cozy indoors with a candle melt overflowing onto the cabinet (actually that wasn’t nice and I take no responsibility for it π) but the downfall of the cold is my health these days so I’m not as in love with it as I once would have been.
I’ve noticed how the majority of my most held-onto memories happened on bright, sunny occasions. Maybe it’s got to do with this whole pandemic as rain implies being indoors and sun is like a time before and for a short term at the beginning of the first lockdown when the whole thing hadn’t really set in.
Every now and then we’ll have a light, golden morning before the sun decides to leave early on and it’s with those segments of time in mind (filled with positivity, motivation and productivity just because of change) that I decided to write this poem. Those things can be felt anyway but this just seems to switch them on π‘.
I almost lost heart when I heard the forecast but with the sun noticably seeping back in I didn’t lose hope and had to shove this out into the universe to help it along on its correct course of action π (not aggressively, just by way of trying to stay sane π but yeah, poor universe π).
Depending on what calendar I choose to go by it could already be Spring here (according to the Celtic one) but I think I’mma leave it till March as that feels right compared to rushing into something just because a mindset screams I’m ready and the weather says anything but. That encapsulates the “or no” bit because I was unsure whether or not I should just move on, didn’t I tell you talking things out helps in my last post? ππ.
Being about Spring I think this poem highlights the restlessness that hovers over in wanting to see the back of Winter. As the clock ticks on I’ll most likely feel the same way about all seasons, it’s one of my many phases (we’re ever-changing peeps) and probably the one that has the most impact because it surrounds everything. Weather-wise I won’t be stopped from doing what I want to do when it can be done but it’d just be nice to have that light again accompanying the whole ordeal πβ¨.
Annnnnd thanks for reading! π I remember enjoying writing short pieces if only to have more space to delve into them in a separate paragraph or two *goes back up to count how much I wrote and gives up on making sense of it * π.
I’ve shared the link to my other seasonal poem above and you can also read an acrostic poem about Halloween if you like, which is more of a story type layout! π It was nice sharing poetry again π.
We’ll leave this one here because I don’t want my rambles to take away from the message itself as it’s purpose is infinite. Readers will have their own interpretation and that’s what I’d love to hear, so…what’s your take on Spring as an acrostic poem? What do you think of mine? Let me know in the comments below (is becoming my signature phrase π) and I’ll see you very soon π, do something for you and have a lovely day! β¨ππ
Isnβt it fun when your inner poet shows up after being away a long time! Nicely done, Elsie!
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It is and was so unexpected! π€£π Thank you very much β€οΈ
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