Short Remainders Poems

Remnants of Winters tendrils
reside upon the bare basalt cliffs.
Cornrows of ice cascade
washed by relentless rain.

Down pours the mana
of Spring, the Bride,
berating the laggard Winter;
expunging the beauty of ice.

The sunless muted morn aids
Winters grip on its crowning glory;
braiding wayward wisps of white
into crevasses.

The last, lingering, lustful
remainders of Winter.
The day before Spring begins....

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am deep in despair
when we met a billionaire
less could really care

did see night and day
crimes spread out in an array
About sad things say

did see dust like suet
found remainders from a foot
none alive knew it

sad about their sake
as walls of building would shake
up pieces did break

through rubble will toil
weather was hot and would boil
to country are loyal

had been hot in school
we should jump in swimming pool
so we can be cool...

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