Monday, March 20, 2023

My Silly Homage to Spring – Poetry for a Monday Afternoon


I love these flowers with their quirky unfolding and only one night of fragrant bloom, but their hard seed coat make them a bear to get started.  

I scrape, I cut, I stab at your shield
Hoping for just one point where you will yield
I then will drown you for an entire day
In hopes of reaching that heart you keep at bay
I then will bury you because it’s what you need
To take root and grow, my moonflower seed

 © 3/20/2023 Lauren Swartzmiller  



Happy Spring, Everyone.