Spring Morning by Kristina Woodhill Dawn 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 © 2024 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 Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)