grey skies droop,
and urban neighborhoods.
Red breasted robin
pecks through dirty pebbled remains
of once tall snow piles.
Crocus greenery marks the shift,
competes for first-sign-of-spring prize.
Less competitive blooms
await winter’s total demise.
Flannel clad, I snooze,
book close by.
Written for dVerse, the virutal pub for poets around the globe. Today, Mish asks us to use the word “shift” or a form of the word within the body of our quadrille, a poem of exactly 44 words sans title.
I love it. Beautiful flower buds waiting to open. Warmth coming the end of the week.
What a perfect painting of Spring’s debut! I could see those “grey skies droop”. I especially like the contrast you make about blooms being competitive . Those crocuses are always so determined!
So evocative of early spring, Lillian. We’re further along here, but even with the brilliant sunshine, there was a cold wind today.
Happy spring! But yes, don’t shift away from the flannel and books just yet.
Captured the change here really well leading you through the grubby remains of snow and into the hope Spring brings to life
Coming, indeed, but waaaaaay toooo slooooowly! I need a fresh book!
The redbreasted bird is a nice pop of colour in a grey day
Happy you dropped by to read mine.
I too await winter’s total demise. Love seeing the red breasted robins, again. We also have blue jays here.
keep your books close and your friends closer. can’t wait to be able to sit in the sun with a book
I remember waiting for February/March snow to melt. I’m happy for spring to be already well underway.
It’s getting closer… hold on. Nice one!
Nothing like crocus to bring hope of things to come. It will be here before you know it ☺️💕
I hope that once light has arrived it will just go faster and faster.
I like your spring “sort of” spring quadrille …. we’re still in flannel out here in Central Oregon too. Hoping your hip is better today.
I’d be snoozing and reading, too 😉
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