The Spring Is Trying

This is my Sunday Whirl participation this week. Rather surprisingly, on time. It’s been a terrible beginning of March in this part of the woods, to be honest. No more waiting, here is the pool of words and here is the poem, too.

Sunday Wordle 203 by Brenda Warren

Image taken from prompt site

The spring makes snowy attempts
to be delivered,
tearing cables and posts down
like blasphemy of weather.

A whole land plagued
by blizzards,
born to be tossed
in disasters.

We are dreaming of the rustling trees,
of dry grass and sweet air,
that will keep on like that
and yield photos to be envied.

So far, “All hands on deck!”
is the summon spring has for us.

(c) 2015, forestlove

Shared to Sunday Whirl #203, prompt for March 15th.

One reply

  1. Ahhh “of dry grass and sweet air” … Yes! -A lovely poem, wonderful images …

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