Spring Stream

 

 

Spring Stream is a poem by Ramelle, to celebrate Springtime

(Ramelle Carter Blog)

 

The fresh air is pure bliss

Cleanliness of the vibrant smell of success is what scores high on the list

God straightens a pathway to undisputed truth

At my golden age of forty plus; I am exceptionally still in my youth

A curtsy stance is the best way to show it off, “My Pleasure,” I speak

As low in my self-esteem, I sink, lands me close to self-defeat

When springtime arises, I gladly acknowledge the superb greeting it brings to my heart

I will not utter the idea of this being the point of no return; I am much too smart

The shapes, colors, lights, camera action and it all goes away

Play my cards right, and nothing can lead me astray

Now here the season of spring has sprung

The flowers sing and dance a song

Spring stream down my eyes thus has begun