Tuesday, December 3, 2024
Original WorkPoetry

Speckled Spring

There is resolve
in
the green
armies of the textured lawn
yawning
its chasms of dawn,
in
leaves wandering
to and fro,
to and fro,
in boughs
that grew years ago,
in
the sun in the cloud’s
burning light
on dandelions running
with yellow swords to a yellow fight,
in
our speckled spring,
the light shining
to and fro,
to and fro,
in beams that
grew years ago.
And life is in
the hanging ferns so
to and fro,
to and fro;
the ferns swing
and breezes blow.
Ben Plunkett
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Ben Plunkett

Greetings from the booming metropolis that is Pleasant View, Tennessee. I am a man of constant spiritual highs and spiritual lows. I pray that I serve God at my highest even when I am lowest.

3 thoughts on “Speckled Spring

  • Phill Lytle

    in
    the sun in the cloud’s
    burning light
    on dandelions running
    with yellow swords to a yellow fight,

    I love that!

    Reply
  • Gowdy Cannon

    This is perfect for this time of year. Now, if Chicago Spring would just cooperate.

    Reply

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