Emile Pinet Poet Quatrain

Waiting In The Wings

Sunlight scampers between
the twigs of naked trees.
And a web of shadows,
dance with each feisty breeze.

A sullied sun shimmers,
like cheap carnival glass.
And yet, this fickle Sun's
too weak for blades of grass.

Snow accumulates on
branches that almost break.
And bend low to the ground:
with the weight of each flake.

Sugar maple sap stalls:
not even one sweet drip.
And snowmen stop melting:
frozen in Winter's grip.

Spring's not on stage, quite yet,
She's waiting in the wings.
And yet, I can feel Her
tugging on my heartstrings.

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M. L. Kiser February 25, 2015 at 5:43 PM Excellent...excellent! I love this one. Emile Pinet February 26, 2015 at 8:07 AM Thank you so much for this vote of confidence and encouragement. Emile.

Kp Nunez February 25, 2015 at 12:22 PM Another awesome write here, Emile. Did you enter this in the contest? A 7. PS. I see that there was some system glitch awhile ago. I was sure I was commenting on this one. The contest would be SPRING FORWARD. You may want to check it out and make the necessary steps. Kim :D Emile Pinet February 25, 2015 at 1:49 PM Thanks Kim, yes the system is on the frits comments are disappearing all over. Thanks for your time and encouragement. Emile.

Jan Allison February 25, 2015 at 12:01 PM Simply sublime imagery - a 7 from me ... and I can't wait for Spring to truly arrive:-) Hugs Jan xx Emile Pinet February 25, 2015 at 12:17 PM Thanks so much Jan, neither can I. Emile.

Constance La France February 25, 2015 at 9:44 AM Emile, you have painted a beautiful poem with your words and I can relate to this so much, while I wait here in Canada in the frigid white snow, burrrrr, oh I am weay of winter no matter how lovely it can look at times and thanks for visiting beyond the curtains . . . Emile Pinet February 25, 2015 at 11:33 AM Thank you very much for your support and kind words are very appreciated, Emile.

Sandra Haight February 25, 2015 at 9:06 AM Wonderful poem, Emile! You image exactly what I see and feel here where I live! Your words echo the somber feelings we all must have of this year's exceptionally bitter Winter, and yet how we hold hope for "Spring...waiting in the wing." 7+Fav. Sandra Emile Pinet February 25, 2015 at 11:34 AM Sandra, you always bring a smile to my day as I bask in the after glow of your praise, thanks. Emile.