D.W. Rodgers Poet Free verse

First Warm Day of Spring and Black Was In the Air

It started with the usual
crows, grackles, starlings,
even the chickadees 
were appropriately capped.
Broken up a bit by 
a red winged blackbird 
and again by cardinal. 
But in the woods, 
early Mourning Cloaks flitted
while a turkey vulture 
circled overhead.
Our black dog plunged
into the ice free pond
but the tawny only dabbled,
then both soaked
the bottom of my jeans.
On a nearby clothesline 
a little black dress flapped,
as winter’s hair was shorn
from newly silky legs.

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Sara Kendrick April 24, 2015 at 8:05 AM Very descriptive of what spring brings..Written in a very delightful way..Enjoyed reading this one today.Sara

Jaycee Cervenka April 2, 2015 at 11:54 AM This reminded me of the grackle migration we have. Clouds and trees of black. Very interesting study in contrast. The second to the last line brought a humorous visual though. So now winter is a lady who doesn't like to shave...lol Nice Write ~Janet D.W. Rodgers April 3, 2015 at 7:51 PM Thanks Janet, yes grackles can be a nuisance, we shut down our feeders once they reappear. My partner leaves her legs 'au naturel' during the winter when they are normally covered but shaves when the weather warms and her legs are exposed.