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Spring - No Bling

[Foreword: spring in the UK is delightful But it isn’t all sunshine and roses!] *** ’tis a word, oft heard, for March, April, May The crocus enlivens the woodland way ’twas not to be seen only yesterday Spring is the word that the birds sing today Weeping the willow tickles the ripples The angler most keen swigging Scots tipples For frost isn’t distant there on the bank Yet Bream ’neath the branches dance flank to flank A tail on a golf ball, this is the wren As an old friend, good to see him again Venture in sweater to fend sneeze and cough Yet should the breeze drop, the sweater is off ’tis a word, oft heard, for March, April, May Spring is the word that the birds sing today *** 11 March 2021 Contest: Breath of Spring Sponsor: Regina McIntosh

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P.S. Awtry

Date: 3/11/2021 10:46:00 AM

Weeping the willow tickles the ripples—great line!—enjoyed the lovely sonnet!

Terry Flood
Date: 3/11/2021 10:55:00 AM

Thank you. As it’s my first ever sonnet (other than a reworded parody) I’m chuffed that you liked it. Terry

Jan Allison

Date: 3/10/2021 4:57:00 PM

I just adore your take on the spring theme, thanks for the smiles Terry:-) ugs jan xx

Terry Flood
Date: 3/11/2021 1:09:00 AM

Thanks Jan. Risking an N/A as Regina has asked for what might be described as an uplifting, flutter in the heart account of spring. Trouble is even here in the balmy south, my Speedo’s won’t be seeing the light of day for some months yet (in truth... EVER!) Terry.