Seasonal Poetry

Spring Poetry

by Patrick Harvey

spring is for black earth under our fingernails and on the knees of jeans every seed is a prayer kneel and make a miracle

green stained-glass sunlight shines through the arching window of returning leaves swaying to processional hymns from dashboards of passing cars

the city wakens from cold dark dreams of winter blinks at new sunlight streets come alive with music festival of a reborn sun

everywhere life pushing up through clods and cracks in busy sidewalks the Mother revealing gifts wrapped in tissue of bright green

emerald treasure littering lots and landscapes gathering the sun like jewels set in place by jewelers with dirty knees s cattering of blossoms calling us back outside bushes and boxes in second floor windowsills raising their little flags of yellow and scarlet stitched into tattered green announcing to the world that life has returned and fiesta is coming

spring rain on the sidewalk is different somehow unlike cold winter rain perfume of fresh-turned earth and the promise of life ours was a long winter months spent huddled inside waiting for the moments when rain is a blessing inviting us outside