Diadem of Spring

I think, you muse,
I want, you choose,
I feel, you pray,
I smile, you ray,
I laugh, you dare,
I game, you share
A shape in heart,
A form of art,
With happiness,
As a princess,
Sparking from skies,
Straight in my eyes.


I feel, you smile,
I dare, you file,
The marvel’s gem,
As diadem,
For love to sing,
In our spring.

© Simona Prilogan

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

10 responses to “Diadem of Spring”

  1. Dracul Van Helsing avatar

    This beautiful poem reminds me of a line from an old hymn that went “Robed in the blooming garb of spring…”

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    1. Simona Prilogan avatar

      “Fair are the meadows
      Fairer still the woodlands,
      Robed in the blooming garb of spring;
      Jesus is fairer,
      Jesus is purer,
      Who makes the woeful heart to sing!”

      Awwww, thank you for mentioning this hymn. Just discovered it!

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      1. Dracul Van Helsing avatar

        You’re very welcome.

        That’s my favourite hymn.

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      2. Simona Prilogan avatar

        Wonderful hymn!

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  2. Nicole Sara avatar

    One of my favorite poems in “Carving Magic” 🙂

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    1. Simona Prilogan avatar

      Awwww, thank you so much, Nicole! ♥️🥰♥️🌹

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      1. Nicole Sara avatar

        Bună, Simona, aș avea o întrebare… și anume, ar fi în regulă dacă aș posta pe blogul meu fotografii fâcuite de mine cu pagini din carte cuprinzând versuri și câteva dintre desene? Fotografii însoțind o scurtă recenzie, desigur 🙂

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      2. Simona Prilogan avatar

        Desigur, Nicole! Ce surpriza frumoasa! Multumesc mult! 🤗🥰♥️

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      3. Nicole Sara avatar

        făcute* (îmi cer scuze)

        Like

      4. Simona Prilogan avatar

        🤗🥰♥️

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I’m Simona

One day, I tumbled from a tiny star called Dream and landed in a cup of Hope, just beyond the zone of hard work, where daily wishes meet reality.

I’ve always dreamed of visiting Antarctica, though I haven’t made it there yet! Until then, I journey through the intricate landscapes of the human body in my work at the hospital, tracking the unseen stories of cells.

When I step outside my comfort zone, you might find me on a train to Eastbourne, Matlock, or Canterbury, breathing in the fresh air and gathering inspiration. I return with pockets full of poetic ideas, though time rarely lets me write them all down.

London’s endless rainy days often set the stage for my impromptu singing performances on my way to work. I love dancing too, especially the waltz, though I’m a bit too shy to twirl in the rain.

I have a soft spot for pasta, coffee, chocolate, and a good laugh. Politics might elude me, but the human soul does not. And if there’s one thing I believe in, it’s this: Love is our strongest emotion, survival instinct, and essential need.

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