Fleeting

Oh Spring
budding promise
innocence of green
awakening hope, beginnings;
hurried
the impulse to respond, before
scorching heat burns efforts
melts ambition –
Summer.

(Composed for Dark Side of the Moon’s weekly cinquain – Butterfly Cinquain.  Image credit:  Ric Knutson)

Advertisements

18 comments

  1. Hurried… That’s it in a nutshell, isn’t it? I went out of town for only five days, and I could tell a difference in the landscape on the return drive, as the trees hurried to push out their new blossoms or leaves, or push off the old ones, depending on the species. Spring was in a hurry to come. Very nicely done.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply to pvcann Cancel reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s