Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Happy Poetry Day! ~ Springing

Soft fuzz forms on the tips of blooms to come.
They plump with anticipation.
Birds soar the sky for the first time in months.
Pointing their way to their Northern destinations.

The white landscape turns to caramel under the closer heat.
Hills transform into mounds of sugary sweetness.

Sweet water runs from the maples
Sharing their golden splendor with us.

Seeds itch.
Ground softens.
Bodies transform.
Sun shines.
We are springing.

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