as March unwinds along the floodwall

a ragged spring
plies her sunshine like
gypsy’s beads, yielding only to
the river’s raging
fists as it pounds
the footsteps of ice
and isolation
into shaky, shuddering
mud.

6 thoughts on “as March unwinds along the floodwall

  1. “plies her sunshine like gypsy beads” very nice. The transitions of the barren and cold to fertile dampness and thawing. When you get a chance check out 1markt.wordpress.com and please, leave a comment.

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