Check out Catherine Vibert's spring poetry challenge, and if you are poetically inclined, send her some words if you haven't already. The prompts she has given us are Promise and/or Rites of Spring, with elements of Irony, Doubt or Hidden Meaning. That's quite a list of bedfellows!
Here is a sneak preview of my submission, with a reminder to myself to check Catherine's place on Friday to see the goodies she has collected.
All fall down
Send me a daffodil, sweet friend of mine,
and the breath of storm-tossed ocean shore
to remind me that spring is now burgeoning
as I lie in the death-throes of winter.
My body, the land wears a garment of ice
though it shudders and cracks, frayed and soiled
the soft cradling blanket of snow’s nearly gone
from my limbs, thrown so naked in winter.
The sweat, glistening beads like a necklace of pearl
forms across my hot rosy-flushed brow
I toss in the throes of a feverish state
a furnace, denial of winter.
Oh come swift as night, dear friend of mine
bearing posies and rain, nectar dew
the buds on the trees, they are bursting like boils
and my ice splits in mockery of winter.
April 5, 2009