Snow begins to melt in the wetlands –-
Great lungs of the lake

A paint-by-numbers puzzle painting
Of color and sensation

Snow, white against milky butterscotch water
Edged in icy silver

Charcoal and chocolate textured tree trunks
Some crawling with mossy green lichen

And among all this –-
Flickering and flitting low to the ground

A flock of them –- no a veritable hoard
Red bellies, white fannies flashing about

Those harbingers of spring

Late February 2015

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5 Responses to Melting

  1. Why can’t it snow I Africa??? Why??!!

  2. janehwilson says:

    Beautiful idea! And beautiful blog — I am now following you. Thanks for finding me, Gratefully yours, JEHW

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