Another work in progress, which I wrote yesterday and edited today.


Blizzard is melting,

Robins are belting

out their piece,

a jubilant song.


Mounds, please melt-

do not turn to flood.

Cardinals, please mark

longer days.


Sunshine, descend

upon me again;

radiate my shell

and be my cure.


It may not work;

Snow might remain

and birds may not change

their melancholy song.


But I’m hoping

and I’m praying

with my troubled faith

that was all that was wrong.


Though I think my gut and

my perturbed heart


that was not all that was wrong.


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