5th annual Cyberspace poetry slam for Brigid
Although the hills are white with snow
White throstles sang "the sun is good"
They waved their banners in the wood
They come to greet the lurking Spring
As messengers from Winter's King
And thus they wave while Winter reigns,
While his cold grip still holds the plains.
Oh though the hills are white with snow,
Today I saw the catkins blow
Dorothy Una Ratcliffe
The frozen ground is broken
where snowdrops raise their heads
And nod their tiny greeting
In glades and garden beds
The frozen stream is melted
The white brook turns to brown
And foaming through the coppice
Flows helter skelter down.
The frozen air is golden
With February sun
The winter days are over
Oh, has the Spring begun?
P A Ropes
Feel free to copy the following to your blog/facebook/website and spread the word. Let poetry bless the blogosphere once again! WHAT: A Bloggers (Silent) Poetry Reading WHEN: Anytime February 2, 2010 WHERE: Your blog WHY: To celebrate the Feast of Brigid, aka Groundhog Day HOW: Select a poem you like - by a favorite poet or one of your own - to post February 2nd. RSVP: If you plan to publish, feel free to leave a comment and link on this post. Last year when the call went out there was more poetry in cyberspace than I could keep track of. So, link to whoever you hear about this from and a mighty web of poetry will be spun.