Spring Forward

Vernal Internal

Inhale

I look up.

Exhale

Inhale

I reach out.

Exhale

Inhale

I sink in.

Exhale

Tilling

Miles of solitude

Old boot treads

Furrowed earth

Shifting geology

Dirt disturbed

Moans escape

on rotting tongues.

Spring Forward

Bluebirds sing such happy news

Farewelling departed frost

Sunrise dances for the dew

Day prepares its special sauce

A steamy, flavorful fog

Into which buses are tossed

Turmeric cuts through the smog

Like school-time supernovas

Outrunning the morning’s slog

Cocoon

My only hope is

the set of wings

waiting somewhere

in this mess.

Bug Blessing

To the creepy things, the crawly things, the hairy (big and small-y) things:

You’ve been shooed and swatted and squished.

You’ve been stomped and stamped and smashed.

Why do we want rid of you? Look at all that you can do!

I sow these seeds to grow into soft, grassy hugs for each of you.

♡

Thank you for joining me. I am so glad you’re here!