Another Spring Poem by Vivien Talon

Spring

by Vivien Talon

At first, cold wraps itself around faces,

leaving noses pink and rosy

as coat pockets swaddle hands,  

and clouds of condensation leave chapped lips.

Slowly,

the snow recedes,

frost melts away from window panes.

The warmth brings,

a lively earth.

Bands of birds return,

the smell of fresh rain

accompanied by wild flowers

springs with dandelions and budding leaves

The morning sun oozes a tired gold,

dusting over the dew drops and doe.

The wind blows a crisp breeze over the

swaying the emerald leaves.

Frozen streams burble to life,

garbling in harmony with the rustling branches

and chirping of birds.

The sky smooths itself into a cerulean blue,

not a cloud in the sky.

Dead leaves and branches

merge with plump new soil;

Squirrels and groundhogs emerge

from cramped burrows,

stretching away the fatigue of winter.