Spring Scene

Spring serenades to the rhythm of the rippling air I hear the melodic whisper of the southern wind The sinking sun sets the sedate skyline on cold fire Fleet of cloud clump sails leaving hued wisps behind. Morning mist wafts on the pasture of pearly dew Bent blades of green grass gleam by sparkling touch Spotless lucent sky turns to silk canvas of serene blue Gossamer leaves sprout as the barren boughs watch. Buds of bursting color unfurl flushing fresco of flower Weave the lattice of grandeur on mesmeric meadow Fluorescent butterflies flitter through sunshine shower The vista of beguiling beauty is framed on my window. When from nowhere the gloomy clouds tend to veer From treasure-trove of nature I gather gems of cheer. __________________ April 15, 2022 For A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Contest