Monday's Poem: April

April

Peeking up daffodils,

Stretching down roots,

Seeds seeking sunshine,

Muddy puddly boots.

Melting snow in gutters,

Puddle jumping fun,

Fluttering by butterflies,

Hide and seek sun.

                           Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: No Wind Today

No Wind Today

Dandy dandelion,

Today's wind isn't handy.

There's not a huff

To spread your fluff,

Dandy dandelion.

I can be quite handy,

Dandy, dandelion.

I know you need

To spread your seeds,

So PUFF!

                          PUFF!

                                               PUFF!

       

                                                                           Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: Crickets

Crickets

The quiet dusk was gently starting stars

And we were unaware of spring and our content,

When old, familiar, winter-silent crickets

Chirped a burst of spring-content surprise.

Peter swung young Ralphie to his back

And I swung Sara up to mine and we--

With all our laughing--skipped outside

And stirred the dirt and danced to all the noise.

MONDAY'S POEM: Word Was Spring

 Word Was Spring

Word was spring was coming in.

Word was it would come strong-hooved,

Pounding down snow until snow ran full in water;

Brushing flanks against bark until until leaves came out

To see what the rushing and brushing was all about.

Words was spring was coming in,

Breathing hard to breathe out warm breezes.

Word was spring would come strong this time,

Would stop to rear on strong legs;

Would stop to see if new birds knew flying,

Then gallop on with faster hooves,

Lest snow come and catch the hooves at play.
                                                Anne Knowles