Friday, March 21, 2014

17. the struggle for Spring

The year marches past its equinox
but nothing else is equal.

The to-ing and fro-ing of passions
peak in the pond -
where the blushing ladies
have had their fill
of rampant loving.
Now, brimmed with progeny,
they labour on
lacing the water
with glistening jewels -
promises in bubbled cells.

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