Incipient Signs

 

Crocuses appeared on the lawn

an overnight surprise

in the shade of an ash tree 

which still slumbered 

in the belly of winter

 

I opened a small window to welcome

the incipient signs of Spring

A gentle breeze blew the curtains

to and fro

as the billowing sails of a

bygone galleon

 

A watery sun illuminated the room

exposing windows in need

of attention

Winter's residue had stained

each pane with a film of grime

 

A pigeon sat in contentment

in a neighbour's magnolia tree

where the boughs were bereft 

of buds or blossom

but bursting with hope

 

Bird song could be heard in the

distant forest

a chorus in rehearsal

of the months that lay

ahead

The day lingered on with 

anticipation of warmer days

 

My spirits were buoyed up

for the first time in months

I am a Spring and Summer

devotee