Ephemeral Poem by Liam ó Comáin

Daffodil time
as the hour moves forward
april showers dilly- dallying
for lent
the woods and the fields
a cornucopia of bird song
and scrumptious the flow
in receipt from the hills

A smidgen of frost
we encountered at
daybreak
caught unawares
so a panic in name
but then perspicacity
helped to assure us
as we listened to the
paen and the verve
of spring

Now vernal growth
environmentally burgeon
replenshing woodlands
hedgerows and fields
across teeming waters
airborne migrants
scud in their flight
to floral yields

By the roe's turbid waters
young lambs gambol
as young lovers love in
the west atlantic wind
tis a time to rejoice in the
mystique of the season
but alas it is ephemeral
ephemeral like our kind