Night pushed back, a dark
blanket kicked aside as the
sun stays wide awake.
Daylight savings spring ahead
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Night pushed back, a dark
blanket kicked aside as the
sun stays wide awake.
Stark trees hide flowing
sap like a dormant love that
awakens in spring.
Snowpack seems solid
but underneath, droplets sing
of melting caverns.
Soon, darkness recedes.
But tonight I wrap myself
in velvet-starred black.
Flat mapped names turn in-
to forested hills, roads wind
towards adventure.
And so summer goes
like fishing line cast into
swift moving waters
When’s the right time to
wash winter blankets? Last night
I saw snowflakes fall.
Dog is lagging yet
clear skies pale green leaves urge me
to linger longer.
Rake leaves left over
from fall. Clean porch furniture.
Spring into action.
An unexpected
crocus emerges, smiling
from a brown leaf pile.