Poetry · Writing

Waking to life

Trillium
Trillium (Photo by Maurie Kirschner)

Signs are all around

The rains have warmed
From cold to merely cool
Sun breaks through the clouds
With more regularity
Even grey days seem bright

Migrant birds, absent for months
Make their return
Osprey to their waterside perches
Swallows feast over yards and fields
Terns call in their hoarse, harsh voices

Geese lead their young
Who change from golden balls of fluff
To smaller versions of their parents

Once bare branches show color
Leaves and flowers bud
In greens and pinks and whites
Softening stark, bare branches
Against the sky

Gardeners return to their yards
Pruning and mowing
Planting the year’s seedlings
And seeds; the promises
Stored through the winter

Spring speeds the wakening to life

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4 thoughts on “Waking to life

  1. Sweetheart, your timing with this could not have been better. It connected all the dots to some contemplative journaling I was doing and opened a way for me to share it with others… Sqqqquuuuuaaaakkkk! : )

  2. Sweetheart, your timing with this could not have been better. It connected all the dots to some contemplative journaling I was doing and opened a way for me to share it with others… Sqqqquuuuuaaaakkkk! : )

  3. I noticed a blue jay just the other day. Usually they hang out across the street, but they are flying over my yard too!

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