Monday, April 18, 2016

Skydiving into the new season


peel away old skin  
untangle twigs, twisted with tattered leaves 
clear cobwebs and broken glass from winter's storm    

new buds thrust their faces
up above the rain-dappled ground, their tongues
hungry for sun-yellowed lashes     

spring comes hurling a giant ball whilst whistling with cardinals- 





Credit:  Colossal


Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Quadrille - 7.   This is a 44 word count with the word TWIST.   The pub opens at 3pm EST.    We had a wonderful spring weather over the weekend, finally ! 

28 comments:

  1. I love the sense of spring coming... it's like a full force, and I'm just smiling... even if we've had a but of backlash here for while.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Ohhhhh. I love this. Literally, as well as a metaphor for change. So great.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Really beautiful poem, and I'm intrigued by the image in the photo.
    I think you really got spring down in this piece.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Beautiful imagery of spring. And I love the remnants of winter being cleared away.

    ReplyDelete
  5. Just gorgeous, Grace--this line delighted me: hungry for sun-yellowed lashes

    ReplyDelete
  6. Beautiful. Especially love the second stanza! :) Ah spring ---- ready for it!

    ReplyDelete
  7. such vivid imagery. i can perfectly picture a timelapse video of the scene you paint - spring pushing its way through the remnants of winter, jubilant and undefeated.

    ReplyDelete
  8. Spring is finally here indeed, the signs are sure a showing.

    ReplyDelete
  9. Interesting description of Spring. Well done. :)

    ReplyDelete
  10. I like that description of spring hurling and how nice that you finally got a taste of it, Grace.

    ReplyDelete
  11. Hurling a giant ball...snowball? ☺

    ReplyDelete
  12. "rain-dappled ground, their tongues
    hungry for sun-yellowed lashes"

    Beautiful.

    ReplyDelete
  13. So many amazing lines in this - hungry for sun-yellowed lashes - love tht image. Spring is not a soft season but a force - change - wonderful metaphor for change and renewal.

    ReplyDelete
  14. This is gorgeous. Having waited so long for it, am sure you are all enraptured! What a beast of a winter.

    ReplyDelete
  15. Love the images of Spring's beginnings. It is finally here! I think we are in the clear, Grace. I had to smile at "broken glass from winter's storm". I left a curry plant in a ceramic pot outside and I've been avoiding cleaning up the thousand pieces.

    ReplyDelete
  16. love this gorgeous spring coming..."...their tongues hungry for sun-yellowed lashes" so beautiful...

    ReplyDelete
  17. A gorgeous contrast of old skin and new buds - with whistling cardinals!

    ReplyDelete
  18. Such an arrival deserves our celebration!

    ReplyDelete
  19. Lovely! and what nice picture Grace !!

    ReplyDelete
  20. Lovely! and what nice picture Grace !!

    ReplyDelete
  21. And just in time! Lovely, Grace!

    ReplyDelete
  22. Lovely look at spring! Especially like the cardinals.

    ReplyDelete
  23. Full force of Spring (Life) bursting forth. Awesome stuff well told.

    ReplyDelete
  24. Love the line "spring comes hurling a giant ball whilst whistling with cardinals." A stunning spring twist Grace! Hugs! Bekkie

    ReplyDelete
  25. I like the line about whistling with cardinals. Today, when I went for a walk I came across one of these and I stopped to listen to his song.

    ReplyDelete

Thank you for your comments and visit. I appreciate them ~