Poetry Corner, by Jim Farfaglia

Sensing Spring, by Jim Farfaglia

Mother Nature has entered

a Crayola Crayon contest

and wins first prize

for best new shade of green.

She calls it “Springtacular.”

Mr. Skunk has returned,

leaving behind his calling card;

I find myself almost grateful

to smell something other than

the dead of winter.

The earth sings again:

my backyard a concert hall,

its icy demeanor warming,

the gurgle of melting snow

murmuring a pleasant melody.

Crocuses pop up everywhere,

like raised hairs on the arm

of an excited world.

I brush their tops

and I bristle, too.

The kale has wintered over.

I strip off a leaf or two

and chew:

Fine dining at the local café,

reopened for the season.

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