A year ago today, I wandered through nearby fields
where I found flowers blooming in
defiance of the calendar. I posted them
now because I am in need of a bit of sunlight,
a bright happy patch onto which I can
hang my longing for a happier scene,
one that does not seem to have wrapped
us in a cold, itchy blanket.
The sunlight had even brought out the colors in this thorn tree;
the pale light honing the thorns to a sharper edge,
shiny black against their blue stems, with dark blood red
shadows warning of their dangers.
Yay, crocuses.
ReplyDeleteI can't wait to see the first ones over here, Speedway, but we're due more snow toward the weekend. Hey ho.