Community Poetry Project, Day One


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by Rebecca Gettelman


Delicately sturdy green spikes,

not the royal green of mid-summer

but the gold-green and deep scarlet of buried promise,

rise suddenly from the cold dirt;

small clusters of determined sentinels

steadfast in the face of frost and

biting spring snow squalls.

New life in an uncertain world.


Rebecca is a teacher and stay-at-home mother from Elmwood, Wisconsin.

copyright 2020 Rebecca Gettelman



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3 Comments Add yours

  1. Renee Dawn says:

    Love this poem! There’s strength, creativity, beauty, and hope in change.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Danielle Pezzino says:

    I love the imagery you used. Every winter we may look outside and wonder if spring will ever come, but it is faithful and never lets us down.

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    1. Finding the first shoots that all those buried bulb is one of my favorite parts of early spring.


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