Spring Abandonment

Spring Abandonment

I walk along a mountain stream
where water rollicks over rock and hill,
like my puppies, joyously fast,

incoherent of March shadows
whose buds are sprouting, stretching,
rising toward dappled light,

filling smudged silence with song,
teasing yawning sprouts
toward spring's sunlit exuberance.

Pinxters first will bloom, delicately curled,
long stems rising, scent sweetly filling the air,
as clusters of violet Birds Foot daintily dot the path.

Trillium soon will march upon forest floor,
Fire Pink, Lady Slippers, & Bleeding Hearts
parading for all they're worth.

The names alone thrill me,
but the puppies gladly trample upon forbidden,
care not for promises of Primrose, Bee Balm & Phlox;

concerned only with the rise & fall of tumbling current,
teasingly splashing, scampering along,
embracing Spring abandonment.

Margaret Bednar, March 28, 2019


I think I used at least 12 of the "Get Listed" words (we were only required to use 3)...

This is linked with "Imaginary Garden with  Real Toads - Get Listed - Late March Edition"