- Non-Erotic Poetry
- With Trees Still Bare
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With trees still bare
And disheveled hair
Spring awoke
From a near-death sleep
Limbs pale and weak
She stood and wobbled
Slumber-hobbled
Through the fecund forest
While the feathered throng
Sang expectant songs
Earth broken-hearted
His winter dream departed
(Eve ripped from Adam’s reverie)
Turned his face to the sky
And made it cry
She will return
She will return
The nodding Oaks assured
The blinking Stars concurred
The Moon unsure wisely deferred
- COMMENTS
annaswirlsalmost 20 years agowell the little thermometer does nothing to the rating, but I did not want it at 50
annaswirlsalmost 20 years agoI swear I left a comment on this, what the heck?
Great fresh look at a season so many love to write about.....
YDDalmost 20 years agoA pleasant read, this take on spring.
Nicely assembled with sharp short lines
and good rhymes.
Spring does seem to stumble at first,
and "slumber-hobbled" is a fine phrase.
I only missed spring seeing her early morning refection,
distorted in a skim-ice pool,
for the first time.
