Luanne
Did this one come in a dream...LOL...beautiful Lento....and you stepped up the challenge with a double.
~Clapping~

Blooms slumber till morning dawn
Perfume scent casts a spell
Womb frozen in time reborn
Tomb of darkness bids farewell

I love the good-bye to Winter in this Stanza. The metophors are awesome.

Pressing buds sprout, splendid color
Blessings sent from heaven's high
Caressing hands of the Creator
Dressing the Earth thus from painted sky

What a beautiful image this paints for the mind.
Wonderful job!
Love Cindy

Well done on the Lento challenge! ...and a double to boot! This is a beautiful poem of Spring and all the images we associate with that beautiful season of rebirth...showers, new blossoms and a brief respite from Winter!

"Blooms slumber till morning dawn
Perfume scent casts a spell
Womb frozen in time reborn
Tomb of darkness bids farewell"

^love the Winter metaphors!!!

Great job! Taker care, Debbie

Pressing buds sprout, splendid color
Blessings sent from heaven's high
Caressing hands of the Creator
Dressing the Earth thus from painted sky

Very nice, my dear Luanne:)

You used so many beautiful words to paint this perfect picture of Spring.
It made me smile, crazy chickie:)

Much love, Ingrid

Luanne,
Oh Dear I could not pick a favorite stanza or line, I simply loved them all. Each exquisitely placed word made the poem. You provided such beautiful imagery. I got lost in the poem and found myself at each moment watching the raindrops glisten off lamp post and bouncing off the concrete. I could even smell the rain. Oh and then the most beautiful effect of the dreariness of rain you spoke of the beauty of it. Wonderful Job!
Kay

A beautiful picture you have created before us... wonderful word choice... superb imagery..

I have never tried a Lento but I enjoyed reading it...

"Street lamps admire silver droplets
Beat of symphonic music serene
Concrete thumping pitter-patter
Sweet aroma of nature's green"

^^ the beauty of nature is so well described here...

"Pressing buds sprout, splendid color
Blessings sent from heaven's high
Caressing hands of the Creator
Dressing the Earth thus from painted sky "

^^wow.. this stanza is so beautifully written...
'Caressing hands of the Creator' - the reference to God that he himself created and decorated earth with with each beauty makes the poem even more captivating...very impressive write...

loved it..

Ah Luanne, its been so long since I have read one of your great poems, the 2nd stanza being my fave, its always lovely to see a great piece being created. Always my dear, Tim

Pressing buds sprout, splendid color
Blessings sent from heaven's high
Caressing hands of the Creator
Dressing the Earth thus from painted sky

For some reason this part of the poem touches me. It shows the tender beauty of nature which we sometimes take for granted.
A fresh write that makes the reader smile.
Take care