John Lawless Poet Free verse

Spring's Salute

Spring’s Salute

Somewhere
beneath the icy crust
a diamond awaits.

The laboring March sun
thins the crust
a layer at a time

sharpening
the edges
of crystal facets

unveiling
the faded sparkle
of old smiles.

April winds
waft earthen scent
of joy

summon
the hope
of passing clouds

sprinkling color
across diamond’s
green.

Silence lifts
upraised on shouts
of Spring

soft soil
awaits the touch
of happy feet

flags bask
slow dancing
in the sun

salute Spring’s
halcyon call
                     ,,,PLAY BALL,,,


©3/17/2017

submitted to SPRING TIME – Poetry contest

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Tim Smith March 18, 2017 at 7:59 PM Make sure you don't leave the scissors out or Sale might cut up the uniforms. Play Ball

Charlie Smith March 18, 2017 at 3:10 PM I love it John, nothing says spring like baseball...

CayCay Godwin March 18, 2017 at 1:24 PM I have long fantasized touching all the basis on a pro field, what a high it would be to run them and, oh, the grass. There is something poetic to me about a baseball field. Not a blank slate, but an enchanting one filled with possibility. I guess you can tell I like your poem and the feel of opening night. You wrote of joy! Good contest luck and every other kind ... CayCay Tim Smith March 18, 2017 at 8:03 PM I have been on a few times...once throwing out the first pitch...The other was a little crazy at Disco Demolition

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 18, 2017 at 9:14 AM Ooh, I think we have a winner here! 7 in my book ;) xomo!