The Wednesday Poetry Prompt at Poetic Asides this week is to write a poem about spring. I am so anxious for it's arrival (not just on the calendar, but in the weather) that this is what I came up with.
Too long the icy grip of winter’s hand
Has held us prisoner with icy palm,
But soon the vernal equinox will free
Us from extended housebound discontent.
The charm of springtime calls us out to play,
To leave behind our manacles of fur,
And gone will be the blinding white of snow
Replaced by green and lavender and rose.
We’ll feast our eyes upon the gifts of spring,
Give thanks for life that’s been reborn again,
Let warmth of sun erase frostbitten minds
Awakening imagination’s songs.