Thursday, March 21, 2019

At the Equinox.......

The Big Thaw

starts with a trickle

water running through silence
as innocuous as breath

a slight relaxation
at the corners of the mouth.

Just when winter
has become a habit.
An old coat the sun peels off 
with just  a touch,

your foot
leaves a signature
in new mud
shiny as  new skin
or fresh, primed canvas

You notice a blade of grass
green, defiantly green.

you take your coat off

a crocus opens
in the blue iris
of some one's glance.

Lauren Raine
Vermont, 1982

1 comment:

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Beautiful poem! It captures spring, for sure!