Grumpy Bear
Hidden anger
smolders
in early
morning hours
waiting
to find purchase
on something
that will allow
for that spark
to turn
into a blaze
but as morning
slips to day
the spark eases
instead of
consuming all
in its path
Little Things
Sweet and soft
moments of bliss
spent wandering
among the green
create
flushed cheeks
and calmed nerves
as perspectives
change
to see things
often missed
when the world
is loud
Eager
Excitement sparks
with a sizzle
of impatience
and bright pop
of joy that
even raindrops
can’t quell
as the world
seems to quiver
with possibilities
Endless
The world
refuses to wake
remaining dark
and gray
with slumber
and slow hours
as clouds
don’t lift
or burn away
but merely hang
heavy
in the air
flirting
with treetops
and the ground
beneath
Spring Weeds
Like snowdrops
and crocus
then daffodils
and tulips
the first weeds
of spring
begin to crop up
and be seen
promising
a summer
filled with
dandelion tufts
and hay fever
No Snow
I want to go
where the snow is
and breathe in
the sharp sting
of crisp air
while footsteps
crunch
and little bits
of fluff
fall to join
the glacier
covered ground
I stand upon
Twisting the Leaf 