A Certain Sign of Spring

 

This morning the stone fountain

Is drained of winter's dark water,

The settled leaves and leavings

Of a season thawing a last time,

New clear water slowly gathering,

Not yet arching into rainbowed air,

Nor moss repairing chinked mortar.

Two sparrows are waiting patiently,

Bathing in ripples of rising light.





Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2012-03-01 at 17:24

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Very nice. I can't say more. The final couplet was especially good, I thought.
2012-03-02


Nathalia
Mermaids, I love mermaids! :-)
seriously wonderful poem.
2012-03-01


shells
Whoops, typo, pond.
2012-03-01


shells
It's been a lovely spring day for me today, the frogs are spawning in our pone and your beautiful piece just makes today even better with it's anticipation of better things to come.
2012-03-01


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Aye it's spring for sure , when it's to the garden we turn.
Ken ( D Williams )
2012-03-01