Infinity plus one

By lenchenelf
Sun, 28 Dec 2008
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We know to mulch self into undergrowth
You and I,
Foment and overwinter until rust bracken
Breaks cover, presaged by a childhood squeal;
Chuckle-shouldered Snowdrop mirth.
Then we shall shake the forest floor awake
With hearty rambunctious love; kiss in Spring rain
weather its heave and hiss, rise again with Suns caress,
barebackride on a clamour of recast Bluebell peals,
Surf waves of sound in light and cry out, Life,
To part timetangled dead branch canopy.
Our sonicboom amplified
In colour-torrents;
A thousand floral cups.
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This is a very cheerful
This is a very cheerful poem, lench!
I too dream of Spring when life recovers from Winter's cruel, cold spells and reaches up once more to bask in the warm, golden rays of the magical Sol.
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It is a pleasure to find
It is a pleasure to find something cheerful and warming in the heart of Winter, L!
"Roll on Spring" is my mantra :O)
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