Poems of the Coming Spring

Leaving Work In February

Dark skies and headlights

 no longer mark existence

in Five O’clock World.

*******

Naked Limbs

Even under a blanket of clouds

Daylight is unmistakable.

Naked limbs are silouettes

Stark against a pink horizon.

*******

The Stage

Still Winter holds the stage

Legendary actor he

Unbowed by advancing age

Performs his last act with glee

——-

Sol’s bright glow can’t break his hold

But Not far off, there in the wing

Calmly waits the coming spring

To chase away the bitter cold.

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About Andrew

I'm a Christian, American, liberal, geeky, thoughtful, Northwest-transplanted Angeleno husband, father, and pundit who writes about anything he can think of.
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