Wednesday, 4 April 2018

March's Tears (March 28, 2018)

The last visible footprints
Of Ole Man Winter
Are slowly disappearing
From the landscape.

As the slender green shoots
Of Daffodils Tulips and Crocuses 
Push through the frozen tundra
Of the past 4 months.

Bringing renewed hope
To a blah landscape covered
In various depressing shades 
Of brown and beige.

Upon the distant horizon
The last traces
Of January and February battles
Still linger.

As the heavy winter clothing
Is slowly removed
With a weary eye
To the bright warm less sky.

Should the need arise
To redon 
These bulky clothes
Once more.

Ole Man Winter
Has one more kick
At the can.

An April surprise
That covers the land
Once more
In a brief white blanket.

Before disappearing
Til late October
Or early November
With his bitter embrace.

As cold tears
Of long repressed relief
Flood the land.

Heralding Ms Spring
And April's arrival
To the land
Long tired of winter.

Therisa © 2018

Author's note: This is my last poem that I will write before my March 30th anniversary, which mark 11 years, since I wrote and posted my first poem. Sadly, I have failed to reach the milestone of 3 000 poems, once more, due to health reasons. Maybe next year, I will reach this mark.

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