Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Seasonal poem

Spring Set Alight

Dog and man, leashed by habit
Trace and retrace against a backdrop of
Calendar pages ripped free, carried
Away in wind building to crescendo
Soft breeze of youth still playing
Across fresh baked faces when thoughts
Wander off lead, pausing here and there
Rubbing trace memory from reborn grass
Taking in a crew of robins, burning embers
Touching down, setting town alight
One warming to waning desire to give
Chase, the other burning through days

As if spring hung lightly on his shoulders.   

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