John Lawless Poet Free verse

Oh, March

Oh, March,
You vagabond of trumpet gales
Swirling city trash
‘round tipping cans
Tugging
At fully outstretched flags
Ruffling Robin feathers
Jousting with Jonquils
Elevating
A hungry hawk
Howling
At the heels of fleeing winter
Lest it keep you
From a date with spring

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Hilda Greenhough March 1, 2024 at 6:12 PM Reading this poem excites me to think of so many upcoming events and the accompanying wind. I like this poem. I'll keep a jacket handy for some of the cold winds. John Lawless March 2, 2024 at 11:38 AM I always think of March as a two year old...ya never know what she's up to until its too late....

Anne-Lise Andresen March 1, 2024 at 12:20 PM - Several sides of spring, John ... we are done with the hardest time of winter when March comes :) - hugs John Lawless March 2, 2024 at 11:41 AM Nice to hear from ou Anne-Lise.