Incipient Signs

Incipient Signs


Crocuses appeared on the lawn

an overnight surprise

in the shade of an ash tree 

which still slumbered 

in the belly of winter


I opened a small window to welcome

the incipient signs of Spring

A gentle breeze blew the curtains

to and fro

as the billowing sails of a

bygone galleon


A watery sun illuminated the room

exposing windows in need

of attention

Winter's residue had stained

each pane with a film of grime


A pigeon sat in contentment

in a neighbour's magnolia tree

where the boughs were bereft 

of buds or blossom

but bursting with hope


Bird song could be heard in the

distant forest

a chorus in rehearsal

of the months that lay


The day lingered on with 

anticipation of warmer days


My spirits were buoyed up

for the first time in months

I am a Spring and Summer



◄ Reunion

Never Enough ►


Rose Casserley

Thu 25th Feb 2021 15:50

Thank's be for Springs always fulfilled promises, Keith. My floral hero's, are the snowdrops, always first in line, with their heartwarming appearances no matter how grim the days are.

Lovely poem KJ!

Rose 💋

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