SPRING
I feel you near
the air fairly vibrates
with anticipation.
Mother’s raiments
wait impatiently to unfurl
in celebration.
White blankets fade
deferring to your preference
for emerald and pastels.
Old man weakens,
a kinder sovereign takes charge,
giving birth to change.
Don’t panic, my friends. I haven’t run off on you again so soon! Hope you enjoyed the poem. It’s rough, but it was just a spur of the moment thing.
I’m so looking forward to Spring! We had more snow during the Winter Olympic games than Sochi, and since then, we’ve had a lovely alternation between 70F for a few days, then more snow. While I am admittedly not a fan of Summer, I do enjoy the Spring weather (if not the pollen) and the Fall.
I love taking pictures of the flowers blooming, and all of the animals that become so active once the cold freeze of Winter is through. So much color and vibrancy is irresistible to the photographer in me. Plus, the spring photos usually turn out the best for my artwork, which is derived from my photography.
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