unedited free writing for spring

12 hours

twelve hours of light
twelve hours of darkness
yet the planets align
beauty to harness

Writing

silly little rhymes flow from my pen
words phrases punctuation
I hoard like a poetic dragon
in my soul they grow entwined
syllabic stew bubbles in my mind
to spill out in no discernible order
rhyming sometimes or I don’t bother
it’s spring and everything tumbles
stumbles, bursts into being
my words urge and urge forward
just don’t you stop they are screaming
so I am beholden to the pen
to write until the very end

Life!

life stumbles into being with ostentatious urgency
spears of green impale last winter’s brown leaves
purple blossoms stand askew amongst yellow
death from last year barely covered by sap green growth
a longtail tit almost smacks into my head
single minded focus on nesting mating food
flight an afterthought of being
while I look on enviously
coltsfoot, lesser celandine, ****crocus, winter aconites
daffodils, dandelion leaves, hawthorn buds,
cowslip tenderly peek out from mud
first sight might betray you that first day of spring
amongst the brownish, greyish, greenish darks
second sight notices sparkling glitz
third sight confirms the colour explosion has rizz