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Spring Morning
by Kristina WoodhillDawn
Spring fully aroused
Her wind's ocean swooshes winter from our threshold
Waves at me inside, beckons,
Daring doors to unhinge,
Windows to unblink their blinds.
I rummage my old captain's hat
From a bottom drawer,
Don my oilskins,
Breach the roar outside,
Grab the ship's wheel as it careens by
and sail
03/20/2022 Author's Note: Happy Spring!
Posted on 03/20/2022
Copyright © 2023 Kristina Woodhill
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/20/22 at 05:19 PM Happy Spring! Good poem to welcome it in. It's sprung here in Ottawa also. :) |
| Posted by Amos Last on 03/29/22 at 08:36 PM Bon voyage! |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 04/09/22 at 08:07 PM You do seasons with such relish - tasteful and tasty. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 09/26/22 at 10:11 PM you r do Nature po ems so well. great images Thabks |
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