spring's sprightly spirit

[grifter]

It carouses in guarded garrulous gardens,
but spring sprouts and dapples, with wild whispers
caressing and cajoling, such a subtle soul
singing sweetly to my senses.

The gardener’s overwhelming organization,
his princely prison’s raucous ramblings,
fail to capture, the random rapture
of spring’s sprightly spirit.

[Laura]

"The gardener’s overwhelming organization,
his princely prison’s raucous ramblings,"

--I liked this part best. I feel like you write your poems backwards. It's as if you start from the bottom and work your way up ... just the way it all comes together at the end. The spring, the gardener ... maybe you just think things through way more thoroughly than me. Perhaps you're just gifted ... nah, that's a given already.

[thecrazybeautiful]

I don't think I have to tell you what it is I like about this, I'm sure you can tell

But I agree, it does seem a little backwards in that good, interesting way.

And I like how you seem to write alot about seasons and nature. I don't see much good poetry like that, so it's great to read yours.