False Dawn

Posted: March 13, 2017 in nature poems, urban poems

At dverse tonight Kim is hosting and we are producing a 44-word Quadrille which includes the word ‘spring’.

In our street, car windscreens
are craze-cracked. White lace
netting glitters in a steel spring morning.
I fear for yesterday’s buds.

You could hear them then
breaking free on the fine ends
of tree branches.
They’ll be cracking to a different
tune this morning.

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Comments
  1. frankhubeny says:

    It is colder here today as well with fresh snow. It makes me wonder what plants do to handle such situations.

  2. MarinaSofia says:

    Alas, yes, there are still some winter storms to fear… Steel spring morning describes it all too well.

  3. thotpurge says:

    White lace netting glitters in a steel spring morning…. can imagine that…lovely!

  4. The way you made poetry of frost on wind-screens is stunning.

    Alas the frost of spring can change it all.

  5. Glenn Buttkus says:

    I really like the chilly feel of this piece. I, too, was grabbed by the /white lace netting glitters in steel spring morning/. What a joy to peek into so many perceptions of almost Spring out here on the trail.

  6. Oh this is absolutely chilling! I love the powerful images here especially “White lace netting glitters in a steel spring morning.”

  7. Such good descriptive phrases in this poem. It hurts when our fruit tree blossoms get hit with a freeze–and that happens all to often.

  8. kim881 says:

    Your Quadrille is a reminder that winter isn’t quite over yet, Paul, and evokes a chilly shiver with those ‘craze-cracked’ windscreens and ‘white lace netting’ My favourite phrase is the ‘steel spring morning’ – I imagine a trap closing on those buds, and then just as I start to think, hooray, they’re cracking free, you pull the rug from under those buds in the final lines – nicely done!

  9. wolfsrosebud says:

    You describe well the scene we had is Wisconsin a few years back. 85 % of the state’snapple crop was damaged by frost.

  10. Grace says:

    Sadly all those buds will fade quickly with the winter storm approaching ~ I like steel spring morning, remind me of the cars in the parking lot crazed with snow –

  11. Truedessa says:

    Reminds me of scraping my windshield of the ice after a storm, much like life we sometimes have to scrape the surface to once again see.

  12. Delightfully shivery Paul…brrrrrr

  13. Winter Storm of
    the Century on
    this day of
    Publishing
    Nature Poems
    on the Ides of March
    the 13th of snow laden
    Pink Azalea Blooms in
    the Panhandle of Florida.. ’93..
    with even 3 inches of snow.. heAR..
    with Thunder Snow anomalies too..
    anyWay.. all i
    remember is
    the Wife writing
    i love you on our
    car.. Snow
    Flowers of
    Pink.. floWers of memory
    Spring.. iN cOldest Winter
    Century Storm Loves WRiTe..:)

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