The Geese Say It’s Spring

snowy petals fall
as spring goslings first appear
(seasoned mockery)

May Flowers

rainy Mother's Day
(cantaloupe aches for planting)
my babies: plants, pets

blooming badminton
(a few moments of teen peace
before bickering)

the blooms of today
will disappear tomorrow
and it hurts. it hurts.

all i want today
is to watch the sunlight shift
on these reborn blooms

the blue-sky morning
can't capture a year of loss
(oh Lord, that sweet scent)

yet afternoon light
so perfectly shines rosy
(ends this hell-frost year)

you will never know
how perfectly blossoms bloom
after a cold spring

the tulips have bloomed
as bright as a sunny day 
ending spring’s late start

at last, spring has sprung

which means it’s creek-dipping time

for my fluffy pup

snow showers plague spring
with their heartless reminder
of cold’s endless reach

when April snow comes,
she draws perfect silhouettes 
before spreading soil