showers
dissipate banks of snow
seeping
into thawing earth
providing
moisture to overwintered seeds
breaking
hardened skins from year past
dawn
awakens not with the sun
but with
glorious bird song heralding
warmth
and life, thought long dead
now
released from winter past
my eyes
watch a pileated woodpecker
sounding
out the phone pole, while robins
feast on
fermented apples hanging on
from the
bountifulness of autumn past
shoots
of bulbs waiting for warmer days
begin
their ascent from earth, pale green tips
poke
through wet earth heeding suns call
to wake
and spread as in spring past
eyes
open wide and nostrils flare
with
scent of earth and birds on wing
in the
garden, while trees bud stretch and yawn
and soon
nature will live echoing summer past
This is lovely.... I stood outside today just listening to the birds... Looking at the sky.... Loved it... I wondered how long we have been blog friends... 2009..... Pretty cool... Michelle
ReplyDeleteWe certainly deserve spring after that winter, it was a harsh one. I've heard geese flying over every morn and always stop, watch and say Welcome Back! I doubt if they hear me over their honking but it feels good.
DeleteMe thinks you're right about 2009, wow. I knew I really really liked ya when you posted a link to What Frog Are You, hehehehe. This blog still has the badge and will always be there. Slainte to many more Michelle and thank you!
Ah I can feel spring coming through your words m'dear, lovely.
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Thank you John. She took her own sweet time but that makes her arrival more special.
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