False Spring

Do not trust the sun in early March. It's promises mean nothing. Winter is a lazy monarch in those days, allowing occasional warmth to creep in until she remembers herself. Be patient. In time, she shall yield to her sister seasons. Then it will be safe to grow.

False spring tempts rash seeds
afraid to miss any warm days.
It's braver to wait
under snow, gathering strength,
trusting warmer days will come.


This poem is linked to The Tuesday Platform over at Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads.

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  1. This is beautifully profound! Winter and Spring tend to dance around and have a final face off before Winter finally retreats.💖

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    1. I just hope I've seen the last of the major snowstorms this year!

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  2. This is pure wisdom. The hero is not he who rushes forward, half naked, without knowing if the snow is going to freeze all her bits... but she who does her research, who feeds on purpose for as long as it's needed, and then charges as ready as spring in mid April.

    Love this so, so much.

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    1. Patient seedlings have a lot to teach us if we are patient enough to listen.

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  3. Words to live by indeed!! And yet we rush on as if nothing can stop us!!

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    1. LOL, though inevitably something does.

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  4. Sometimes it's better to wait, but as with any adventure you have to risk something to be first. I'm looking out at the wet snow falling. No spring to dream of yet.

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    1. Still it's freezing cold at night here... but there is some warmth in the sun, and today I was out skating.. wonderful

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    2. It's just the tiniest bit warmer today, and I'm relishing every degree above freezing.

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  5. Indeed!!!
    as your tanka pivot Line says
    "Its better to wait"

    and
    i do so enjoy the resonance in your song choice

    Much🌼love

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    1. Thanks Gillena. I love that song. I'm such a huge fan of Hamilton.

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  6. In 5 weeks your Spring will come.
    In 5 weeks our swimming season will be over
    Autumn is sad
    Winters are worse and too long
    Enjoy your Spring

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    1. I certainly shall when it deigns to arrive! :D

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  7. Having lived in Colorado most of my life, I concur that Winter is a lazy, yet persistent monarch. I would add the she has a cruel sense of humor, also. You captured the feeling perfectly!

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    1. Winter does have a rather cruel sense of humor some years. I can't wait for the warm days to arrive.

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  8. We had a taste of her capriciousness yesterday.....hot t shirt weather. Today rainy and chilly. Loved your timely poem.

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  9. This is so true....winter teasing with glimpses of spring.

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  10. Ha! Here we had the nasty experience of false autumn – when, after putting the doona back on the bed, after a few days I had to rip it off again. (But now autumn is really here.)

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    1. That's always a big pain for me too. Getting the house ready for the change of seasons, only to find out I brought out the summer dresses or winter boots way too soon.

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  11. It's braver to wait
    under snow, gathering strength,
    trusting warmer days will come.

    The belief and the confidence will conquer over any lingering doubts! Very true Rommy!

    Hank

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  12. Oh that is such good advice, Rommy! I'm looking out of my window at spring-like sunshine with the echoes of a weather forecast promising more snow from the beast from the east at the weekend!

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    1. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the last of this season's snow is finally behind me.

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  13. False spring..It hurts to be wooed by it.

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  14. It's braver to wait - that is a good food for thought!

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  15. your words are prophetic as some snowy weather has even come back here. Ah the temptation to throw off the weight of winter clothes - those roots and seeds are warm under snow blankets. Lovely lines!

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    1. I can't wait for their green shoots to make their debut

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  16. We are thinking about the same spring that is not coming....the winter who will not let go, and the patience needed....I love the strong emotions your words brought me as I wait!

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  17. Back for another read. On a warm day like today, gardeners are champing at the bit........trying to wait till april 1st. Smiles.

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  18. Spring is being very fickle here - woolly cardigans one day, summer weight the next. But I have learnt her game - I will wait till she is calm enough, and then the winter jacket will hide in my wardrobe until needed again.
    Love your words BTW.
    Anna :o]

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    1. I've gone back and forth between sweaters and my long Land's End Coat :D

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  19. Ah, we had a bit of false spring here, made us all excited, and then with the wind it blew away! But thankfully we know it will return.

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  20. A wonderfully rendered tanka prose piece - tightly constructed, nuanced and wise.

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  21. A mistrustful sun, lazy but stubborn winter...I'm living this despair right now. But patient...I must be.

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