'Spring has Sprung' Haiku Contest. [Winners Announced]

I wrote a poem once

The whole page was blank

I called it loneliness

This rain is pouring
like tears from my welted eyes
Cannot go outside

last day seen preening
feathers clean for Morning’s wing
beats into Summer

Bumble Bee's Feet!

Sunfacing smile blush's,

Daisies first Bee!

....................................

Ohhh spring at last

Elf

Soft wet
Spring forest floor
Sponge moss

Forest floor kiss
spring melt slips to the river
wet secrets

Here's the first of two that i wrote:

Night ignites our world
Enchanting kindred spirits
Inamorato

And the other one...

Children playing free
Jaded as a sunset sky
Joy is all I see

[edit on 22-3-2010 by nightowl186]

Distant thunder rolls very loudly
tis I marching to my own beat
stopping to smell the roses

On one dark, wet night
The worms emerge to find breath
Tires do they meet

Mothbring, butter flies
Chrysalis and cocoon, crack
Transmogrified sin


Edit: Spelling

[edit on 3/21/2010 by EnlightenUp]

The ant toils across the desert
Your shoe treads on a stretch of dirt
Taking a life

Chill morn
Hot spring noon sun
Promise




ed to change word

[edit on 22-3-2010 by soficrow]

reply to post by masqua


Cold Winter decomposition ends Warm Spring rebirth of life begins old materials from past open new passage for reproduction of life again from what life in the past has ended rebirth is happining again cycle seem everlasting and eternal as cold turns to warm and death to life the circle Warm gets warmer as Spring moves on but one cannot forget the birth thats been spawned time seems to rejuvinate and never seems to end as the cycles of existance continue on once again Death then Life seem to exist as 1 but all that really matters is SPRING HAS BEGUN

[edit on 3/22/10 by Ophiuchus 13]

reply to post by Ophiuchus 13


Now, to make this into a haiku :

Cold Winter Spring rebirth
turns towards warm - death to life
cycles of existence.

Like the artists canvas lives
paint my world with hues of spring
color me happy for eternity

I'm smoking spiritual,
as we harness potential...

the flower ritual.

I have sprang into being

This future thought so bright

I have become Healthcare

Spring, promising birth
Rebirth rejuvenation
Sun wind rain cleansing

Little baby sleeping
Long eyelashes serene
Tiny hands curled into fists