SPRING

Into warmth
Let your senses run a little wild
Freed from winter's coop

There is a string attached
Though loosely tied
You must fuss and "Ooh"
O'er all the new  


See the lace?
Look through the buds, seeds 
And hints of leaves

Blooms in sequence
Splash the greening yards and trees 
While winter's shut-ins gather at the fence  

You do realize  
Intro's from this emcee

Bring summer's earnest greenery

The need to make hay

Photosynthesize while we may

The time will come 

Again next fall

To enjoy the view

For now, your thumb,

How green?

Summer has its eye on you

DRK

5/2/17

 

SLOW SPRING

Slow spring drags its feet
through Michigan’s mud, cold
and occasional sleet.

Diffident and shy,
it tries to convince --
that its melt and slop
are investments
worth a try.

Even Easter could not resurrect
our spring this year.
God could  not be prodded
to interfere.

Winter, the problem,
continues to whine --
won’t go to its room,
keeps nagging for permission
to linger 
and return.

New growth in Michigan
hopes that soon
negotiations, begun in March,
will produce a truce
before June.


DRK, 3/8/20