poetry / spring

An Unsentimental Spring Poem

Image courtesy of Ambro at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Image courtesy of Ambro at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

SPRING IS

 

When you tune up your lawnmower for your grass and hairy legs.

When store displays of sunblock crowd out the Easter eggs.

When you pump up bike tires coiled ‘round wheels like shed skins of black snakes.

When neighbors downwind are drawn like dogs by the season’s first grilled steaks.

When others air garages and dramas the winter left confidential.

When you walk down aisles of seed packets just to absorb the potential.

When you want to bottle the tree-blossom air and slather it on your skin like lotion.

When birds croon like Frank Sinatra their amorous devotion.

When the last lazy decorator replaces Christmas lights with garden gnomes.

When you scrape frost from your car before work and turn on the AC on the way home.

When magazines wear new hairstyles, when children and sheep are shorn.

When your clock springs forward, but you don’t the next morn.

When potholes swallow fresh asphalt, when fences and roofs are mended.

And parking-lot snow heaps linger like guests unaware the party ended.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s