Wow again! I read this in two ways. It can be read like that. The lover who died and is waiting for Primavera to resurrect him;for his physical mate, and the lover who died for the season he loved as though it were a woman. Very well written and emotive!
Beyond that, your cover is so inviting!

Wow! This is much improved! (Not that it wasn't great before.)

"Ah, my Lady Primavera,
all Earth's creatures wait and yearn.
The grasses green, and leafy fern
they too await for your return."

^My favorite stanza^

Nice work!

That is a lovely poem! Such a beautiful thing is spring...it makes the long winter worthwhile.

Very nice! Right now it's quite chilly and I'm anxiously awaiting spring...

wonderful. I dreadfully miss la señorita primavera...it's way to dark and dreary without her around.

So sad but sweet and enjoyable

The link worked. very impressive poem. I thought it was just Awaiting Spring..
Now I know it is Awaiting the Eternal Spring.
Thanks very inspiring.

Great pick up for me - now snowed in, but with faith spring will come and a better time. I sense much deeper look than this. Reminders of who I once was? Greeting of the season my friend. Janice

Many of us are familiar with the poem, "In Flanders Fields," and recognize it as a symbol of the sacrifice and loss of the first World War. As the Chaplain for my local VFW, I've handed out those paper poppies on Memorial Day, and as a schoolgirl, I memorized the poem by John McRae. But this is the first time I've read anything about the possible thoughts of one of the brave men who now sleep beneath those fields, the first time I've seen something that shows the pain of loss from the point of view of the one lost.

The longing, the wistful sadness, thoughts from a being whose substance is like the spring breezes missed, memory of a life frozen in place by unfair but not unanticipated death, simple descriptions that overwhelm the emotions and nearly touch the senses - I think, Laz, this is the most beautiful, magnificent poem of its kind I've ever read. I'm not exaggerating - and yes, I needed several tissues by the time I got to the end.

"Wow" is an understatement.

This was a lovely poem. I truly felt the emotion behind it, the angst and the longing that comes with waiting for someone, so much that it is like waiting through an everlasting winter for spring to finally arrive. Then again, being a winter person, I do like for the snow to stay as long as it possibly can! Fantastic job, yet again!