It takes so long to sneak in my heart,
what an ecstasy against solitude and sour winds.
The first colors, the melody of flowers,
there isn’t agony in the sway under the rain.

And you and I, dire souls in sunset flames,
between white rock-roses and swan feathers,
we honor the rebirth of our bodies.
Together we morn the death of frost and

To savor the warmth in a bed of coals
and entrust the last rays of candled light
with our desires and the taste of kismet.

And when the rainbows lead us to
the silent woods of reminiscences, the innocence
of our fairytale will only allure Spring to this poem.


Drinking the silence in the woods


© 2012  Broken Sparkles


Seasons winners

Seasons winners

The plan for the very last post of the challenge was to select a winner for each season, but after I’ve read them all again it seemed really difficult to choose only one post. And then Victoria from liv2write2day had a Monday Morning Writing Prompt–Random Creativity where we had to open the dictionary to random pages and choose words about ten times or oftener and to construct a poem or short piece of prose and the idea came to me. I chose lines of your posts and here is my Thank you poem to all of you that took part in the challenge and shared with me time and thoughts!

Four seasons and a bit more

In a challenge we engaged
our minds and strength.
Into the light of Spring
blossoms were dancing
to the tune of change.
Feast for our senses,
the sun has returned.
Desires in flowers duet,
we celebrated youth
with free breaths,
to the moment when nature
will be awake again.

In a summer bliss
childhood memories touched
the darling buds of May.
Sultry, lighting sparks
and chaos within our hearts,
we dreamed of shimmering
jasmine scent.
The touch of the wind on pears,
the kiss under summer rain,
gave us love and passion
with sea taste.

We made a wish for forever Autumn,
we hoped to find a land East of Eden
while the leaves kept falling,
accepting the inevitability
of this lonely season.
Sweeter than a butterfly,
the memories of Midnight in Paris,
honored the red and gold colors
of a splendid sunrise.
Fresh beginnings to forget
the Waltz of death before we too,
find ourselves lost in a sad music.

Quietly pirouetting in on
silvery-toed slippers of snow
Winter came on the wings of eagles.
Like a frozen rose and a February song
the stars whispered Christmas tales
in the Midnight blue to hide
the shadow of a smile,
the cry of a lonely wolf.
And the warmth seemed so distant
but we still appreciated winter,
for it was and it will be
the spring of genius.

And the beginning marked the end,
where many thoughts were shared.
Still we rise to the sound of
tree songs and soulful freedom,
treasuring the love for words and wisdom.

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Thank you Jamie, Cherlyn, Corina, Victoria, Eclipse, Mish, Leo, Jingle, Nimue, Melanie.

"Four Seasons" courtesy http://tx.english-ch.com/


© 2011  Broken Sparkles


Spring’s favorite

For those who haven’t read about the challenge, here is the link to the post with details –
Season’s favorite challenge.

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Spring is a symbol for a new beginning to me. Nature wakes up, people’s hearts warm up and hope and love blossom.
After long and cold, wintry days the shy sun and the songs of birds are a gift for the soul.



by Blaga Todorova

There is a hidden charm in nature‘s awakening.
Gone with the wind,
the last snowflakes turned into snowdrops.
A beautiful day has come,
brought by butterflies and Parisian dreams.
The tales that survived the ice,
now live on the pages of Dickens and Byron,
with the ink of Spring promising
a love in the breeze of Irish mountains,
eventually, when the sun sprinkles grace
over every whimsical garden.

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– Word

Eventually– In the end, esp. after a long delay.

After the cold and gray months this word perfectly suits the joy of Spring coming.

– Quote

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.  ~ Charles Dickens

– Poem

by Lord Byron

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.

– Book

“Gone with the wind” – Margaret Mitchell

I read “Gone with the wind” for a first time at spring break when I was 14, the end quote- “Tomorrow is another day” always reminds me of  Spring.

– Song

U2 – It’s a beautiful day

– Movie

“Leap Year”

Anna plans to travel to Ireland to propose to her boyfriend Jeremy on February 29, leap day, because, according to Irish tradition, a man who receives a marriage proposal on a leap day must accept it. But on the way to Dublin she finds what really love means. The nature in Ireland is breathtaking, the humor is refreshing and the feelings – lovely!

– Town

Paris – one of my unfulfilled dreams, if I ever manage to visit it will be in April or May.

– Animal


– Flower


– Food

Stuffed peppers with rice and raisins


4 large green bell peppers, tops removed, seeded
4 large red bell peppers, tops removed, seeded
1 tablespoon olive oil
250 grams mince meat
2 onions, chopped
salt and pepper to taste
1/4 cup dry white wine
1  can tomato puree
1 package/ 150 grams/ feta cheese
1/2 cup cooked white rice
1/2 cup raisins
1/2 cup pine nuts
2 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley


Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Place green and red bell peppers in a bowl with enough warm water to cover, and soak 5 minutes. Heat the olive oil in a skillet over medium heat. Place mince meat and onions in the skillet, season with salt and pepper, and cook until is evenly brown. Drain grease, and mix in wine and tomato puree. Continue cooking 10 minutes. Transfer skillet mixture to a large bowl, and mix in feta cheese, cooked rice, raisins, pine nuts, and parsley. Stuff peppers with the mixture, and arrange in a baking dish. Cover with aluminum foil. Bake 30 minutes in the preheated oven. Remove foil, and continue baking 10 minutes, until stuffing is lightly browned. May be served hot or cold.

– Image-

"The signs of spring" by Lukreszja


And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

~Percy Bysshe Shelley

Thank you everyone for taking part in the challenge and to the rest of you that will just read! Please leave the link to your posts in the comment section, you will have one week / July 2- July 9/ to do that. If you wish to read how others formed their thoughts into a season’s post, have a look at the comment section, I will make sure to include everyone joining!  Stay tuned for the next post on July the 9thSummer’s favorite.


© 2011  Broken Sparkles