What are you looking forward to coming up this Spring? [Actually, it probably has already happened where you live, provided you don't live in Minnesota]
Here is mine:
A few gentle shoots
Red, set against the green leaves
The early vanguard.
Now, you go!
Lightness, longer days
ReplyDeleteShoots push skyward from darkness
Awakening world
Something new out there,
ReplyDeleteI see it at the lawn's edge...
Oh, gross. It's dog poop.
So much work. Better
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Enjoy... then walk on.
Red eyes, buzzing wings,
ReplyDeleteSpring holds some fresh hell for us -
Cicada circus.
(-Merck)
mother and daughter
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their first spring beauty
Spring winds swirled the sand
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Buds,bruised blue-purple.
The Green almost heart
Leaves,long brown fingers of branch.
She tried to recall
Blue vase of them placed
By her mother,Elsbeth, on
The sill,how the
Breeze lifted the fragrance
The Persian sensual sniff
Let loose, enveloping.
Now they were her choice:
Everything her mother liked.
The Lilacs' brief bloom.
Escape artist dog
ReplyDeleteCatches a whiff of Spring and
makes a run for it!
Spring in Texas means
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came down anyway.
Raspberries
ReplyDeleteHe plowed them under
My father hated the proliferation
Of their thorny digits
Up from winter's grave.
But to us they meant red pies
Nectar sauced berries
Swelling lumps of bites
For mosquitoes loved their leaf
Lairs.We didn't care.Pie.
Ever evolving;
ReplyDeleteflower gardens reflect a
personality
Hair in a swirlknot
ReplyDeleteIn a skirt in the garden
She bit sunned tomato.
Everything that it
Contained sparkled,said red on
Her tongue.Eyes closed,joy.
"Asparagus,"I
ReplyDeleteUrged."Cucumber,carrot,and
Parsnip.Never veg
Talk during crucial
Moments with beloved,or
Sal aborts take-off.
Listen Osler--
ReplyDeleteMustang Boy,heads up!
Or...I'll snap your spear,You Jerk.
Chop your cuke. You suck.