because while some truths lend themselves to equations, others are best described in verse

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 responses

  1. great images.

    March 17, 2010 at 5:03 pm

  2. 1markt

    “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.

    March 17, 2010 at 5:47 pm

  3. Excellent.
    this flows through the words so well

    March 17, 2010 at 9:38 pm

    • thanks kokot–
      enjoyed browsing through your own blog; quite the creative group you’ve got over there…

      —jsl

      March 20, 2010 at 2:46 pm

  4. enjoyed this work

    March 18, 2010 at 10:01 am

  5. Miss,
    I really enjoyed the alliteration. I appreciate quality poetry and yours never fails to impress me.As always, kindest wishes.

    March 18, 2010 at 10:07 am

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