Embrace the Beauty of Spring with These Poetic Words

Spring is the season of renewal, rebirth, and rejuvenation. It’s the time when nature awakens from its winter slumber and explodes in a riot of colors and sounds. The fresh air, warm sunlight, and fragrant flowers make it the perfect time to step out of the house and embrace the beauty of the outdoors. What better way to capture the essence of spring than through poetry? Here are some beautiful and inspiring poems about spring, perfect for your next outdoor adventure.
1. "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud" by William Wordsworth
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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
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The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
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For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
2. "Spring and Fall" by Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Márgarét, áre you gríeving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leáves líke the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! ás the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you wíll weep and know why.
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Now no matter, child, the name:
Sórrow’s spríngs áre the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It ís the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.
3. "A Light Exists in Spring" by Emily Dickinson
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A light exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period.
When March is scarcely here
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A color stands abroad
On solitary hills
That science cannot overtake,
But human nature feels.
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It waits upon the lawn;
It shows the furthest tree
Upon the furthest slope we know;
It almost speaks to me.
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Then, as horizons step,
Or noons report away,
Without the formula of sound,
It passes, and we stay:
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A quality of loss
Affecting our content,
As trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a sacrament.
Spring is the perfect time to go on a hike or a picnic with your friends and family. Take in the beauty of the world around you and revel in the poetry of the season. With these poems, youll be able to connect with nature and yourself in ways you never thought possible.