Wednesday, April 9, 2014


wash of grey paints us somber
strikes the only light we see
rumbling growing ever stronger
awakening sleeping beauty

mud baths for the brown turned green
rain-lashed windows hammered hard
defenses washed streaky clean
growth that's measured by the yard

saturated soaking wet
wind that thrashes at the door
this is not the time to fret
for Spring is here, that's for sure


  1. "rain-lashed windows hammered hard"

    I just love the way that sounds!

  2. There is so much to love in this piece...the rhyme, the visual,,"mud bates for the brown turned green" is just one of the many lines I love. Your photography is gorgeous!! Thanks so much for buying my book!!

  3. supposed to start raining here tonight....tis the season for rain and mud bathes for sure....its like a make over mud mask...ha....happy spring...

  4. spring rain is always good. We are dry already.

    Beautifully written.

  5. Oh, I love this. And thank goodness spring finally showed up at the party!!