Spring
SPRING
Testing the water with bare toes
I will recoil
to the misted edge of hoarfrost
softened soil
peek through eyes of Crocus
and Jonquil
at the emptiness my promise
must fullfil.
I’ll whisper to the branches shy
with cold
to remember seasoned stories
they were told
beckon to the passing birds -
alight
let us celebrate this
un-chilled night.
My warming fingers, reaching gently,
thaw river ice
as softened earth imparts my scent
to foggy spice
worms wiggle in the drizzling
April showers
as dawn tempts the stretching vines
climb empty bowers.
I will touch each aching heart
with sunshine’s gift
releasing all from stifling
Winter’s grip
nestle with the Cardinals
and Jays
languish in renewals
warming haze.
1/2/2015
submitted to Seasons – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Shadow Hamilton
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2015
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