Springy Phrases

A poem of reunion with Spring

What is this sound
So sharp and so clear
That tickles and titillates
Against my ear

What tis it that causes
My spirits to sing
What could it be
This most miraculous thing

What is that makes me  
feel so alive again
After an infernal winter
That seemed without end

After the ice and the freezing
And the frost bitten fingers
What is that crisp new sound
That echoes and lingers

What could it be
That  fills me with hope
What could it be that
Makes me feel and act like a dope

What is this gentle sound
That Fractures fearsome, frozen rivers
 this soft sibilant sound
That gives surcease to my shivers

What is that sound that
makes me feel like I’m ten again
I think that I know now…
It’s an old, long lost friend

What is this wondrous
Noise and clamorous din
That  makes my heart
take wing

It could only be
what we’ve all waited
Finally for, you see
The noisy thing that is breaking …
.is Spring!

Author's Note

Do me

Reviews

[Whiskurz]

Ah yes......Spring has been known to do that.....Good write my friend......Whisk