the milkweed have gone
to seed, leaving naught but husk
to dry and wither
holding tightly still to stem
waiting desperately for spring

Inspired by http://thesandcounty.wordpress.com/2013/02/17/iris/

19 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Syed Umr Iftikhar Ahmed
    Feb 17, 2013 @ 21:08:49

    Bleak though it might seem, in hope, trust you must.
    Pour your hopes in a flask of spring’s belief.
    Till wind takes you, for a flight, with a gust
    And breeze makes of you a jocund mischief.


  2. jenlefeverwood
    Feb 17, 2013 @ 21:28:03

    You are describing me in this piece.. ~ Jen


  3. simonhlilly
    Feb 17, 2013 @ 22:13:20

    Caught in this hammock,
    Dew-wet spider web:
    February day
    Dreaming of spring.

    ( a slight infection of bards, it seems)


  4. Jeremy Nathan Marks
    Feb 17, 2013 @ 22:38:19

    I enjoyed this very much and I like knowing that what I wrote inspired you. That made my day. 🙂


  5. sustainabilitea
    Feb 17, 2013 @ 23:18:15

    Nicely done, all.



  6. johnnycrabcakes
    Feb 18, 2013 @ 00:15:31

    You both have given me my next phaiga….


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