Pocket handkerchief
lawns attended to in this
first weekend of sun.
by Scooj
Pocket handkerchief
lawns attended to in this
first weekend of sun.
by Scooj
Spring blossom wakes us
from our long Winter slumber;
invigorating.
by Scooj
A single daisy
awakens deep memories
of carefree childhood.
by Scooj
Laying potatoes
out to chit; ready to plant
on St Patrick’s day.
by Scooj
.
How the blossom lies
with its smallest hint of Spring
tricking and teasing.
.
by Scooj
Flowerpot showers,
frantic feather ruffling,
Spring is in the air.
by Scooj
.
Come Spring and banish
these long nights and impotent
days. Bring me succour.
.
by Scooj
The winter sunshine
full of deceit, tempting us
to believe in spring.
by Scooj
Sound of a two-stroke
drifts down from the allotments;
reminds me of Spring.
by Scooj
The stillness reaches
into my soul; once again
I can breathe easy.
by Scooj