Crafty Spring

Fay Slimm.

 

 

Crafty Spring

 

Spring drips in and
all growth becomes riddled with 
desire for warmth,
ridden with need for having more.

Freshly risen, green
gets liquid-addiction, an invisible 
draw makes each sward
swoon for regular fixes of water.

Crafty Spring knows 
plants crave doses so being fickle 
he drops trickles used 
to tease shoots upwards for fuel.

Potent, he opens
cores formerly hidden, then the
illicit physician lopes
in to flippantly dominate flora. 

Bold, he impregnates
the inactive deep sleep of nature,
forcing in wet sensuous
potions to unclothe closed petals. 

Young Spring hangs around 
to tickle ground's fancy yet Sol's
hot passion he fears,
so as heat rises he disappears. 

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 28th, 2022 02:30
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Neville



    Oh' how I do love Prolet too .. but yes, she is playing games on some of us methinks ................such delightful ink you share today my lady ................................... Neville x

  • dusk arising

    Now that tickled me. "Young Spring hangs around to tickle ground's fancy" what a super characterisation. Crafty, potent and bold. I just love this character and what he gets up to.

    Your writing today has an air of slightly mischevious joy about it reminiscent of young lovers. So appropriate as spring is joyous rebirth itself.

    Another one of yours for my favourites to boast. Delightful stuff.

  • L. B. Mek

    simply beautiful, dear Fay
    as refreshing a read
    as Spring's, gust of wind..
    and love that delicate, picture
    so invitingly, bright

  • dean langmuir

    Nice poem,I think all us 4 season poets come to life in the spring,My spring poems came to me when it was -30 outside,take care.

  • orchidee

    I never knew there was so much about Spring. Well, I know now, in this fine write!

  • Rocky Lagou

    This is excellent Fay! You actually reminded me a bit of Syliva Plath towards the final stanzas, I can't pinpoint exactly why but it must be because of the heavy use of "he" and the "unclothing" of the petals. Oh actually, I found the poem this reminds me of, it's Lady Lazarus. I'll leave some excerpts so you know what I mean, "What a million filaments / The peanut-crunching crowd / Shoves in to see / Them unwrap me hand and foot—— / The big strip tease." I mean this is so well done, congrats!

  • Michael Edwards

    What a joy of a read dear Fay But i've learnt to expect nothing less.

  • Goldfinch60

    Beautiful words Fay bring Spring to life.

    Andy

  • SureshG

    Spring, relentlessly, not only teases the nature, but also the hearts of humans, yearning to bloom.
    The potency of your words ooze out the true nectar of Spring



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