echoing,onomatopoeia poem
Meadows mulch, brown and moistened by snowdrifts.
: Exposed. Seeing eye notices discoloration. If
Eyes could speak, spring is near.
Listen…open thy deaf ear:
A sponge. Grass sounds like that. Mud? Follow where
Unleavened ground. Noise is similar to a water gun.
Watch ! Soilbed foliage and granules
Are green joined by tiny pebbles.
Sun captivates awakening sign.
Sign includes fresh branches are
Thin as flower stems.
Florets are simulating budding for they are
Reacting to surrounding nature.
A cold, frost rainfall rises is steamlike.
It seems ozone layer caused survival
Instinct which coincides alongside. Spring
Arrival.
Individuals awake! Add wooden chards
In garden blossom(s).
Citronella candles decor is in front yards. Nuances gone
Whilst people contemplate
Proper season to replant seeds. The date
Is uncertain.
Ice storm, crack under your feet
As curtain release sign express hinges connect.
Why does hail resound?
The Earth tries to defrost now.
Snow.; Sleet.; Dew.; Snowballs or ice falls!
Tinkling as sticks tap against a window.
Spring! Rainfall does putter, patter, splatter.
Rather is pleasing to hear or foresee.
After the storm halt its rage
- Thunderstorms can follow mere rain.
The lightening sizzles softly as an egg
Is scrambled. The thunder booms as boxes thump on land
In a room. Nature’s plan enables
Leaves that sprang on twigs to live!
Where else do we receive oxygen?
I feel one, carbon copied
As I release carbon dioxide.
Creation design comprises evidence
Of all life form(s). Wind blow, clouds billows
Flow across the skyline. We are not all born the same-
Yet, how does life begin? Incense sizzles on Earth sunbeams.
Spring! This is the season!
Open unto you another year to claim your mission.
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