snow is melting (troiku)

Tournesol dversepoets, Haiku, Photography, Troiku 2016-03-10 1 Minute

under sunlit skies
hope of bulbs blossoming
snow is melting

under sunlit skies
giggling children skip home
hand in hand

hope of bulbs blossoming
in her mind’s eye- red tulips,
Mother’s Day

snow is melting
spots that old red skipping rope
makes her grin

At Dversepoets we are asked to write a poem using exactly 44 words excluding the title (not less, not more). Make sure to include the word grin in your poem.

Published by Tournesol

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Published 2016-03-10

20 thoughts on “snow is melting (troiku)”

Mary says:

2016-03-11 at 01:57

Ah, seeing that skipping rope after a long cold winter is a joyful thing indeed! Nice quadrille.

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1. Cheryl-Lynn says:
  
  2016-03-11 at 02:01
  
  Love that…almost want to start skipping when spring comes
  
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Grace says:

2016-03-11 at 12:54

I am so happy that winter snow is melting and we can see those blooms and tulips soon ~ This makes me grin 🙂

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1. Cheryl-Lynn says:
  
  2016-03-11 at 13:10
  
  Me too…It felt like I was floating on my walk to work today on clean sidewalks sans ice or snow.
  
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Melinda Kucsera says:

2016-03-11 at 15:27

beautiful! I love the repetition of ‘snow is melting’ which is happening now in the present and the flashes of memory. It gives the poem a push-pull between past and present that is entrancing.

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1. Cheryl-Lynn says:
  
  2016-03-11 at 15:37
  
  thanks so much…the skipping rope and red tulips were nice memories
  
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  1. Melinda Kucsera says:
    
    2016-03-11 at 15:40
    
    You’re welcome 🙂 They sounded like nice memories 🙂
    
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  2. Cheryl-Lynn says:
    
    2016-03-11 at 16:03
    
    they were
    
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  3. Melinda Kucsera says:
    
    2016-03-12 at 00:42
    
    😀
    
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg) says:

2016-03-12 at 14:06

I have to agree… Grinning in the sun is exactly how spring feels.. I become a Tournesoul… (A little joke)

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1. Cheryl-Lynn says:
  
  2016-03-12 at 19:28
  
  I’m *grinning*:)
  
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Lori Carlson says:

2016-03-14 at 09:51

beautifully written!

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1. Cheryl-Lynn says:
  
  2016-03-14 at 16:38
  
  Thanks, Lori:)
  
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  1. Lori Carlson says:
    
    2016-03-14 at 17:41
    
    My pleasure, Cheryl-Lynn 🙂
    
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  2. Cheryl-Lynn says:
    
    2016-03-14 at 22:30
    
    🙂
    
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katiemiafrederick says:

2016-03-19 at 05:35

Child’s skip
wiTh Mother’s
Love iS peanut
butter sandwich
aLways stickinG toGetHer..:)

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1. Cheryl-Lynn says:
  
  2016-03-19 at 06:16
  
  Miam peanut butter and jelly sandwich
  and hot chocolate with marshmallows:)
  
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  1. katiemiafrederick says:
    
    2016-03-19 at 12:32
    
    sMiLes.. Reminds me.. Childless.. Wife and i are.. So cats are kids.. And in a soothing low hertz voice i tale ‘Yellow Boy’ a bedtime story.. Where around a fire we roast marshmallows and drink hot chocolate.. And he purrs to sleep.. Must add in P and J sandwiches now to see if he likes.. wiTh same hertz of voice..;)
    
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  2. Cheryl-Lynn says:
    
    2016-03-19 at 15:30
    
    Haha, my baby is now Bette my feline best friend (bff) now that the kids are all grown up and have their families. My daughter has children, my son has 2 golden mix and a Persian…I`m their nana too and they adore me as much as my grandsons.
    
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  3. katiemiafrederick says:
    
    2016-03-19 at 16:27
    
    Smiles my friend.. Lovely.. Thanks for sharing..:)
    
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