Spring Springing Forth

The snowdrops wave
their small white heads
starting the rave
from Winter’s beds
To add some mirth
up from the earth
a crocus pokes

Words and images © Stephen W. Buchanan 2021

Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet

21 thoughts on “Spring Springing Forth

      1. Excellent!

        Obliquity, obliquity,
        there’s nothing like obliquity.
        It tilts us here, it tilts you there,
        through seasons loathed and dear.
        But in the middle, though you look,
        you’ll look in vain, I fear,
        for in between, equator-near,
        obliquity’s not there!

        (with apologies to Eliot)

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