lines upon a thawing morn


lines upon a thawing morn ( norm gniwaht a nopu senil )

under shifting skies
making shapes & chasing tails
crocus focus eyes

on a changeling day
hocus pocus stokes the sun
rivers run away

rabbits hop a skip
badgers prance in cotton pants
as the copses drip

drops upon the crown
little drips of waterfalls
ups beyond the down

west is wetting forth
mister frost is packing bags
jack is heading north

eastern beasts – begone
lo, the melting men of snow
poets scrawling on

all’s a yawning bud
sploshing in this sodden yon
puddles in the mud

trudge in rubber boots
see the streams of in between
– green’s the tulip shoots