Poetic Impressions

Out Beyond My Window

Outside the snow is parsing back
Melted by the sun;
It slinks into the dark patches
Trying to hold its ground.
In the trees, still bare and brittle
Sits new life
As birds flit from branch to branch
Calling out their song.
Squirrels dance and make merry
Along the fences and across
The barren grass.
It calls to the sun in silent hope
To bring new life to its deadened soul
Spring touches down with warm delight
Soon colour will burst
And flowers will dance on the breeze
Soft with the whisper of freshness
And beauty and the world
Will come alive again.

Free Verse – prompt: the view from my window
NaPoWriMo – April 2014
19 lines and 103 words.


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