snowdrifts shrink to puddles frozen ruts become butter under the slant-noon sun meadowlark lilts the returning crows while a backyard robin hip-hops a worm dance pussies fur on willows beside the pond that overflows a chorus of frogs tree clumps blush green while mini-grape lilacs pop fragrance beside beaming yellow roses green-onion spears slit the black while hair-fine carrot tops appear next to the clubby radishes across from the wandering peas strawberries, potatoes tomatoes and cucumbers – in bloom!
©2010 by Violet Nesdoly
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What colorful visuals you’ve given us. I especially like “frozen ruts become butter” and the 5th stanza.
ah you have captured many of the colors of spring…yeah i forgot about the garden…fresh veggies…yummm
Oh! You made me yearn for the kitchen garden.
Here’s my stab at the prompt: