I awoke
to a sprouting of spring—
will you pin it in my hair?I wonder
as the starry white blossoms
flutter in the cool morning breezeI know
that they will blush
to the touch of warm sunny days
still to comeThey are
a promise of tomorrow
as it rises from winter’s long sleep.
© Neetu Malik
-
a nip in the air
swirling to my feet
one blushing leaf -
She wraps her child
in the old, soft mantle -
soft murmurs in the dark
don’t enlighten me
they leave me fumbling
for something real to grasp -
The marbles roll
on a patch of dirt–
colored transparencies
shine in the afternoon sun. -
I carve a piece of blue sky
for the dark days ahead
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Good morning, Neetu, How beautiful! Today when I brush back my hair I will sing, “I awoke to a sprouting of spring” and I will pin it in my hair. Thank for you such lovely words.
Thank you, Veronica. I’m glad the poem made you happy and will make you sing!
Thank you to the bloggers who have liked the poem and to those of you who have shared it with others. Spring is a joyful time, and though it is not quite here yet, there is hope of color to come.