Wednesday, March 02, 2005

ode to March

I'm Feeling: like a poet and I don't know it
Background Noise: Liquid by Jars of Clay

bright white snow floats down
while under
gray skies, covered by
blankets
the earth sleeps

liquid trickles through
earth as a chill white sun thaws
callous frozen ground

thin shrill bird song breaks
silence as green life nudges
up to meet blue skies

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