Fay Slimm

TIMED.

 

 

Timed.

 

Winter's knife now lying buried
in burgeoning earth
means ice retreats as birdless
branch swells leafed and ready.

 

Music of life unsettles the breast
of month-resting nature
for now timed faces express daily
need for change to greener dress.

 

Sodden ground tires of trying
to create new movement
while soil ferments in mud pools
making underness unable to dry.

 

Yet season's push ever battles
as yellow trumpet attempts      
cold openings thus winter relents     
so Spring can begin her floral task. 

Comments7

  • Laura

    An awesome write,
    my dear Fay!
    The imagery in your poem
    is immense! It conjures up
    a beautiful image of Spring!
    We are definitely ready for
    Spring to make its debut!

    ~Laura~

    • Fay Slimm

      Thank you Laura - yes Spring is taking its time here but will no doubt make it's entrance on central stage soon. Lovely to get your thoughts after reading the little tribute to early flowers.

    • Accidental Poet

      So beautiful a poem Fay. The approaching Spring is oh so welcome among Winter stressed poets. May we all write of warmer days and nights.

      • Fay Slimm

        Yes dear A,P,, we poets latch onto the changes of season and Spring is ever welcome to pens. Thanks for the read and the comment.

        • Accidental Poet

          Shall you or I start a fusion poem on the arrival of Spring? If you start it, I'll add to it.

        • 3 more comments

        • Lorna

          I love this and "her need to change to a greener dress"........... very beautiful Fay!

          • Fay Slimm

            Ah - - the imagery almost writes itself when Spring is viewed as staging a battle with retreating Winter - thank you for the welcome comment dear Lorna.

            • Lorna

              I'm with you there Fay - Spring has a peace about it that is close to perfect (I mean we don't have to "work" at it)........ if we ever get to spring that is.........

            • Ivory

              Very descriptive piece. Spring is a magical season. I enjoyed ready this.

              • Fay Slimm

                Thank you Ivory both for the visit and for the comment and so pleased you enjoyed the tribute to Spring's green magic appearing despite Winter's last fling.

              • Michael Edwards

                Magic write for a magic season.

                • Fay Slimm

                  Chimeric indeed is the change from naked to floral display Michael - - loads of thanks for the read and the comment.

                • Christina S

                  An absolutely beautiful poem, Fay! I wish Spring would come and begin her "floral task" (great words!) where I live. Loved it from beginning to end!

                  • Fay Slimm

                    Ah dear Christina - -so good to find your comment after reading my little tribute to Spring's fight with Winter so the task of painting with colour can begin once again. Thank you for the visit and for your lovely comment.

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Super write Fay, those yellow trumpets are blowing in our garden.



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