Daver Austin Poet Free verse

Spring Not Yet

SPRING NOT YET

Not quite yet
Winds humming steady    even
Yet blowing in minor mode

The cloud layer vast    high
Relentless    with no whisper of blue

Over coffee my window view
Offers a shiver    but no temptation

I sense (with fancied feet) 
An Earth just beginning to squish
Yet with forbidding firmness beneath

Torn by nature’s shredder
Lay scraps of all variety    poking heads

There is no hint nor harbinger of gayety
In a scene with absent southern touch

Even Tiger – my puss – is reluctant 
To venture out

Spring?

I can only    close-eyed    visualize

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Cynthia Ferguson October 2, 2014 at 9:26 AM that is a long one, I am just learning this style, I find them good teaching tools and good for role playing

Kathryn Collins March 24, 2014 at 9:33 AM Daver - Shoooot! I meant Sylvia Splatt. I ruined it.

Kathryn Collins March 24, 2014 at 9:29 AM Dear Daver - Your words dance in the head. The earth beginning to squish; nature's shredder; scraps of all variety." However you did forget red noses and eyes. Achoo, Sylvia Platt

Joe Maverick March 18, 2014 at 5:24 PM Well we have had 2 springlike days Daver, hope the start of your spring is soon with you..' Joe..

Andrea Dietrich March 16, 2014 at 4:56 PM never fear. It's almost here!! good one, daver. I was very busy for the past few days and it's so nice to be able to comment to your poetry again.

Jan Allison March 16, 2014 at 4:06 PM Daffodils are in full bloom and leaf buds forming on the trees - beautiful time of year. Jan x

Poet Destroyer A March 16, 2014 at 9:20 AM Hello Daver my all time favorite poet, I bet if you lived in Texas, your coffee would never go cold... :) At least your Tiger's a good puss, my cat is such a Texian, <--- lol... She does not care if it's cold or raining outside... The minute the door goes open, she's out on a venture. Enjoying your poetry once again.... Always & Forever... LINDA

Michelle Mac Donald March 16, 2014 at 9:05 AM Hey Daver! :) Tiger must only wish to stay close to you. You'd need glass walls for him to keep track of your whereabouts. "Spring?"...it will arrive and soon we shall forget about all of this deep and endless snow,..sigh... Hope all's well with you! Love, Mikki

Anne-Lise Andresen March 16, 2014 at 8:37 AM - Spring comes ..... but it's a bit early yet - A good poem, Daver - I look forward to spring, that is a beautiful time. - Have a nice Sunday. - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Keith O.J. Hunt March 16, 2014 at 8:57 AM Nice piece, yet spring is in the air....