Crocus Me

Born in May these many years ago,
amongst lily of the valley
and gaiety of tulips bright.

I am like the crocus
enjoying first rays of spring sun
in the midst of winter’s final stance.

Assertive, I push forward
first to appear,
even when slicked with chilling frost.

During coldest of times
I burrow in found comfort.
Your arms, ready to enfold me.

Like Mother Earth,
you are my home
in every season of the year.

Written for Tuesday Poetics at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe. Today Sanaa asks us to “become the embodiment of winter. Tell us what you feel during this season.” Crocus Me is where my muse took me!

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13 thoughts on “Crocus Me

  1. sanaarizvi January 17, 2023 / 3:40 pm

    Gorgeous gorgeous writing here, Lillian! 😍 I especially admire; “Assertive, I push forward first to appear, even when slicked with chilling frost.” We should take this as an example and follow suit! Thank you so much for writing to the prompt ❤️❤️

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      • sanaarizvi January 17, 2023 / 3:53 pm

        I can hardly wait!!! ❤️❤️

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  2. kim881 January 17, 2023 / 3:55 pm

    Wonderful, Lill:
    ‘I am like the crocus
    enjoying first rays of spring sun
    in the midst of winter’s final stance.’

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  3. Jane Dougherty January 17, 2023 / 4:18 pm

    You make winter sound like a jaunt, a hoot! And so floral 🙂

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    • lillian January 18, 2023 / 12:29 pm

      In San Diego from Jan 5 to March 9: lovely “winter” here😊

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  4. rothpoetry January 17, 2023 / 5:00 pm

    I love your wonderful poem, Lillian. Such a great metaphor! We still want to shine no matter how far along we get!

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  5. msjadeli January 17, 2023 / 5:29 pm

    Very clear writing. I like the warm arms she can count on. Nice one, Lillian.

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  6. Gillena Cox January 17, 2023 / 6:30 pm

    Ah the hope of Spring.

    Much❤love

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  7. Misky January 18, 2023 / 9:53 am

    I like this. Very mother-earth-ish. Lovely.

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