Skirting the Edges of March

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 - Prompt #431
Harbingers of Spring (and Whatnot)

"The weather may not realize it quite yet, but we are of a mind for spring.  Spring ahead with your best seasonal poems celebrating the demise of the winter doldrums."

Spotted on white fence,
the scarlet coat
of a cardinal.  Some
brave purple crocus
push through
the earth.  Fragile
daffodils in bloom,
now sway in a chill
wind.  Miniscule buds
tentatively make
an appearance on
the tips of the
Japanese maple.  This
is the time of year
we walk on tip-toes
skirting the edges
of March, hoping
April will see us
into spring.  

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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3 Responses to Skirting the Edges of March

  1. VJ says:

    Oh, so good!


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