Late Winter Vision Poem by Susan Gabriel

Late Winter Vision



If we could see them -
tightly furled buds

struggling against cold soil
buried from light and thaw
(and hungry birds)


If we could see them
when spring heat embraces
them and they break earth
against all odds
to greet the dewy air and
bow their heads towards the sun.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
So much happens in nature away from human sight. Often we only see the results, not the steps.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michelle M 12 March 2013

Very beautiful language and wonderful imagery. It makes me want spring to come sooner.

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Susan Gabriel

Susan Gabriel

Los Angeles, California
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