daffodil days
lemon-sunned beneath dapples
bird-quiet
rippled with water songs
and the sky pale as a new egg
I can taste the turning
in the wind-whisper
riffling soft through the drifts
of last year’s sorrows
letting them fly
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Jane Dougherty Writes 
Oh what a marvelous poem. I see visions of Spring in your lovely words. Much appreciated today as we sit up here in the Northwest at a steady -28C (includes wind chill factor). Thank you, so much.❄❄❄❄💐
-28°C????? The Northwest Passage????
Further north of the passage just below the Nortwest Territories. So yes, the polar winds are not far! ❄❄❤
I assumed from the illustrations of palm trees and tropical sunsets you post that you were in the caribbean! I must stop complaining about the cold!
Hahaha! Palm trees.. 🤣🤣🤣 Thanks for the memories. I was born in the tropics yes. But most of the rest if my life in the “not Tropics”. And oh..it has warmed up now to -22C…Yahoo yay!🤣
I’d say it’s the tropics keeping you going up there! Stay strong and stay warm xxx
Indeed! Thank you. I enjoy the cold. ❄❄🥰
I’ll never understand how anyone can enjoy the cold. Never.
🤣 life adapts,
Don’t tell me you had daffodils already. We see first ones in April, sometimes May even.
The wild ones are out here, but the cultivated ones in gardens have been out for a week or so.
Incredible.
You have daffodils?? Though I suppose if ours came up now, they wouldn’t last long.
I love
“I can taste the turning
in the wind-whisper”
It’s something I would think (of course). 😀
Everything is coming up now, daffodils, crocuses, hyacinths and the wild flowers. There’s been a deluge of rain and now it’s very mind though not particularly sunny. I hope it doesn’t get cold again…
Of course you would—the wind spreads the same rumours where you are 🙂
Enjoy that early spring bounty! 😀
We are, whenever the rain stops!
We’re a long ways away from this sight–but thanks for sharing! (K)
We’re sitting under an air mass from the Sahara at present while the north of France is in the grips of an icy Arctic air mass. Must be fun along the borderline…
Lovely 💞💞💞
xxx
Thats wonderful, Jane! Looking out of the windows there actually is less snow, but its dark again. Your poem with the images is bringing the sun. Michael
We’ve had a front of hot air from the south for the last week, but the north of France has a cold front with low temperatures and snow. Meanwhile, it’s raining again…
Warm air is wonderful, but coldness is bringing me to fast to procrastination. 😉
🙂
😉