Poetry Corner: Spring Awakes

Winds begin to warm, and


gently stroke Spring awake,


trees yawn and neophyte leaves


begin to rise from cradled buds

Flowers from seasons past 
peek out of slumber 


shake off winter's freeze 


and stretch toward the sun 



Colors burst and dissolve winters grey 


the green grass, the yellow dandelion


clouds fluffy and white, surf 


bluest skies in longer days 


of bright warm sunlight



Temperatures are not yet cruel 


porch swings sway with morning coffee


and lemonade in evening twilight



Children play outside and


giggles float in wind streams


summer love plants a seed and


young lovers hold hands and wonder 



Gentle rains splash away 


months of sidewalk dirt 


there scent of purity 


that floats into memories 


and we know that 


Spring is awakening