First day of spring

Tonight’s rain carries the scent of hyacinth across the southern ocean,

Purple, pink and white jewels bobbing on the water.


In the morning when sun dances in my windows,

Daffodils will open in its steps and

Land along the pavement.


And city will awaken to the voices of young girls

Walking their floral dresses down by the promenade,

Painting the streets yellow, green and orange.


On my way I will move aside a little,

Just enough to make space for those holding hands.

Tiny blossoms tangled in their hairs,

Lips glistening with dew.


Once they pass, I will turn to look after them for a long time,

While they walk next to each other,

Limb to limb,

Step for step,

Springy and entwined.


Oh how I wish they would know,

Never to let go of those hands, and

Breasts, and




Because there will be other springs,

In some other cities,

But never like this one.


Never like the one,

You held my hand,

In that park behind our school,

We knew blue-bells always come early, and

Which they later turned

Into cemetery.


































Author: Daniela

Reader, Writer, Mother, Freethinker, Habitual Day Dreamer, Blogger - Sharing Ideas, Poetry, Prose, and Conversations on the Lantern Post!

26 thoughts on “First day of spring”

  1. First, I think – the title is metaphor. Than, I enjoyed the pictures, fragrance, the miracle of life You gave through the verses.
    Just a minute ago I’ve been light up my mind – oh, gee, You’re Down under, there is really the First day of spring. 🙂


    1. Hi Marianne and Daniela, fellow commenteers. That’s twice in a few hours that Spain is fast appproching autumn has been said to you Daniela. I would like to say to Marianne hello and it’s nice to meet you in New Zealand even though we live roughly in the same area of Spain.Take care both of you. Ralph


      1. And you take care to my friend! Isn’t this bloging world great … two people from Spain meet with a Croatian woman in NZ … wonderful!

        Kind Regards,


      2. Meant to be Daniela. I believe that whoever we meet, good or bad, is done on purpose, to help or hinder us on our individual Paths of Life. Take care Daniela. Ralph


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