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May Day
That Old Man Winter
sneaks one more look
over his shoulder,
flinging his cape, and
the wind blows cold.
He shakes his fists, and
the snow tumbles down.
Miss May's greens stay
hiding under ground,
shivering grassy stems
almost flattened.
She shows the edges
of reds in tulips, yellows
in the daffodils-
opened enough to
shout hope, hope.
©Linda Baie, 2013
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photo credit: alixia88 via photopin cc
Seriously? Snow in May? Poor plants, shouting "hope."
ReplyDeleteYep-it's about 7 o'clock here & snowing-supposed to be here all day. Melting on the streets so far! Thanks, Terje!
DeleteYou took a potentially disheartening situation and made something beautiful out of it. Nicely done, Linda! :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Tabatha. Couldn't 'not' write about this particular May Day!
DeleteHappy May Day, Linda! Can't believe you're having snow yet again, but love your poem of hope :).
ReplyDelete*sends virtual flower lei*
Thanks, Jama. So lovely to hear from you! I will love the lei!
DeleteLinda,
ReplyDeleteDidn't read this until this morning, but it's definitely a perfect description of the wild weather we have been having. Love that you put such a hopeful twist on such a cold, grey week!
Thanks Carol-It was quite a day, wasn't it?
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