Springing
Springing
By Teak Kilmer
April 29, 2010
Spring-a-ling-a-ling
summer’s door bell rings
Lawn leaves beckon
while wind storms be reckin’
Falling limbs ‘bout every
second
Rake me, weed me, pick up
sticks
Kids to each other mud affix
Young father making tool-ish
noise
Building tree house for
little boys
and/or sawing and attaching
joists
Or studs or roof or siding
stuff
and kidlets playing Blind
Man’s Bluff
Birdies singing chirp and
tweet
Grinning tulips for squirrels
to eat
in winter fat still replete
Leaves in citrine and hues of
green
some maroon, purple seen
from infancy to adolescence
rush
maturity soon in full flush
as all of nature does up-rush
Glowing crystal prism waves
Wood ducks by nature praised
as the mallards and the geese
demonstrate to us the peace
that all of life … is one
apiece
Amazing!!!
ReplyDeleteOh Teak, my brother, I love this.
ReplyDeleteLovely, resounding, rendolent of summer!
ReplyDeleteGood tongue twister. Like the opening lines.
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