New vistas call to me
I feel drawn beyond the horizon
Tired of all the same places my eyes come to rest
Summer creeps, slips by without notice
Autumn always falling next
Predictability
Wears me thin like my old jacket
Soon the cold
Winter rears its’ ugly head
Back to waiting
Same old dance
Spring rains will come again
Try to outrun the weather
Clouds sever, disconnected from the sun
Bearing down
Storm brewing in the door yard
Hard rain
Soil begging for days
The dry spell is over
Sky coming down in waves
Somewhere beyond barren trees and brown spans of grass
Colour comes again
Never meant to last
Passing days of Spring
Leading into Summer
Fall waiting in the wings
Then back to Winter slumber
Season blanketed by snow
Stealing all the covers
Half a year in the cold
The green returns
Life’s yearning in the shades
Songs of Spring
Sung by smaller things
Hid away beneath the grass
Some rise, some fall still as you pass
Compound eyes, iridescent sheen
Insects at their work
Some below, some come on wing
April showers
Early blooms soak it in
Oranges and violets
Dead grass forms a ring
Beauty juxtaposed
Strange days, when only flowers grow
Quick beat
A flutter of wings?
A flutter of the heart
Chaos
On in fits and starts
Caught up in a breeze
Tossed back and forth
Spring is tough for smaller things
Last breaths of winter
Bitter cold across my neck
Leaving six months behind me
Grey skies and sunless depths
Grey skies that fade to black
And rise again in muted shades
Spring’s edge
Let the light find this place
Time to reorganize
Trade in aspects of the self
Interior design
Put that old life on the shelf
Fears and self doubts, leave them to the dust
Spring has come
Time to brighten this place up
The cold rain falls
Wind whips it helter skelter
Change of seasons upon us
Still caught in the grips of winter
March comes hither
In like a lion
Roaring, clawing at windows
Best take shelter
Then, out like a lamb
Strange days on a northern strand
Hollow words to fill the gaps
Passing time on dreary days
The wind howls
Soon comes the rain
Wash away the signs of winter
Look ahead to spring
Birds, bugs, flower buds, all the greener things
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