March Winds

March winds sculpt late Winter’s snow
into drifts along the road
and balls of snow from laden trees
plummet to the ground below.

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7 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. ladysighs
    Mar 27, 2013 @ 13:11:55

    March wants the last word. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. c m wilson
    Mar 27, 2013 @ 15:35:42

    this one has a lovely, lilting quality. there is a quiet pause and music in these words!

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  3. purehaiku
    Mar 28, 2013 @ 13:32:53

    love all the “oh” sounds in this poem – they reflect the longing for spring I think!

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  4. julespaige
    Mar 28, 2013 @ 14:17:33

    Grandson and I actually stepped out for a brief walk yesterday. He said it was too bright. Used to the grey I guess. Hopefully he will learn to like hats and enjoy the warmth of the sun too. ๐Ÿ™‚

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