March 8, 2018

Spring is nothing if not coy

  Helleborus orientalis

Spring is nothing if not coy

It teases in late February with a blue-sky day

Windless mornings birds sing

Then the weatherman –liar that he is,

Doesn’t lie when he reports “below normal”

And the snowstorm comes on Monday

Pussy willow buds push forth in defiance

Slowly slowly melting snow

Snowdrops bloom and Scilla come

Muddy walks on forest floors

Fits and starts tease winter weariness

Until Robins hop and Tulips sing

   Dodecatheon meadia