An Ode to Spring retro video game inspired!

Ode to Spring, in 8-Bit Bloom

Oh Spring, thou pixel-perfect bloom,
Thy verdant breath doth chase the gloom
Like sprites reborn on CRT,
A glitchless world now beckons me.
With chiptune winds and pollen quests,
You render joy in rainbow vests—
A map reset, a start anew,
Where frogs respawn and skies turn blue.

In woodland zones and pastel plains,
The buzzing bees hum loading screens.
A warp pipe tulip, bold and bright,
Leads forth to levels bathed in light.
Each blossom burst, a power-up,
Each raindrop sound, a coin to cup.
The rabbits hop in rhythmic loops,
Like old arcade screen-scrolling troops.

Oh Spring, joystick of all rebirth,
Thou toggle Nature’s endless mirth.
Your d-pad guides the bloom command,
Through pixelated patchwork land.
A season built of neon hues,
Where cherry trees drop hearts and clues.
Let not thy beauty pass too fast—
Insert one more coin, make it last.

(spring images courtesy of Viva Pinata!)