brooks iced to go
the mountain is dressed in snow
wow, a bridal dress
setting sun - on fire
a lovers lipstick applied
horizontal - flames
departing petals
the wind raises her many skirts
love is the fabric
one daffodil dances
a lonesome sun courts the clouds
lights starry above
hymnal rivers sing
in echo to the night owls
cars and lorries hoot
a pheasant crouching
tall grasses whisper - take flight
corks elderberry
onions planted in spring
a raft of fool's gold on show
expletive black crows
snowdrops are nodding
Icicles drip, pinpointing spring
school books and prayers
kaleidoscopic skies
honey goblets filled high
open - wild crocus
discarded tit eggs
blue skies with speckled promises
hatchling dreams
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