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Harbingers of Spring

Snow melting, icicles dripping from the eave
Hint that winter’s frigid air may soon leave,
Replaced by warm breezes from the south
In swampy bayous return the cottonmouth.
When mulberry buds are ready to burst
Buttercups turn upward like they thirst,
My lawn will glow with sweet dandelions
In nature the colors change like chameleons,
Spring flowers present as a lovely bouquet
While the hibernating animals come to play.
The meadowland beckons me for a stroll
And a newness of spirit refreshes my soul.

written January 19, 2022
submitted to "A STRAND" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Brian Strand

Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022

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Caren Krutsinger Date: 1/22/2022 10:06:00 AM Your end rhymes are succinct, and tight! Wow! "When mulberry buds are ready to burst Buttercups turn upward like they thirst, My lawn will glow with sweet dandelions In nature the colors change like chameleons," Bravo Hank. Bravo! Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 1/22/2022 10:20:00 AM Hmmmm...well, occasionally, I come up with a fairly decent poem.

Christuraj Alex Date: 1/21/2022 11:08:00 PM "Buttercups turn upward like they thirst" - Great. Congratulations! Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 1/22/2022 9:09:00 AM Thank you, Christuraj, for your thoughtful comment.

Andrea Dietrich Date: 1/21/2022 11:17:00 AM This is REALLY lovely writing and makes me long for spring. I just love when spring comes. I see you wrote this brand new for Brian. What a well deserved win, Milt. Congrats. Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 1/21/2022 12:16:00 PM Ah, thanks, Andrea. I thought, after a long drought, I would enjoy a first-place notice, even if it's only catches Brian's eye. Now, it has caught yours. Again, thanks.

Tom Cunningham Date: 1/19/2022 10:37:00 AM Hopefully we're on the right side of winter and spring awaits to make a grand entrance. Tom Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 1/19/2022 10:43:00 AM I certainly hope so, Tom. Already I'm fed up with the snow and ice and the winter's frigid air.