snow trickles away
browbeaten by the returning sun
sublimed into the blue

pavement and bricks
naked as the wintered trees
echo startled footsteps

birdsong and traffic chatter
brash and loud
passing voices erupt saucily

winter’s muffled caution is gone
spring is back
chattering lewdly at us

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About riverwriter

Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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