Nearly Spring

This winter felt like a misnomer for most of the time. It has been marked with extraordinarily picturesque skies. Everytime I turned my camera skyward there was that little voice. Nature reminding me that at the very heart of such beauty, may be global warming.

As spring creeps in, I keep waiting for the charm of a proper snowfall. This unseasonably warm winter  seem to have fooled no one but me. The young leaves of the butterfly bush takes a stand. They look sturdy and healthy. They’re not going anywhere, despite their encounter with a transient snowfall. They’ve suffered no harm.

spring comes alive
plant pots at the garden’s edge
wore winter like clutter

Pat R

2/03/2020

Dverse Poets Pub where Frank Tassone is hosting Haibun Monday and the prompt is “Spring”

For Ronovan Writes Haiku where the prompt words are “Charm & Harm”

For Eugenia’s Challenge where the prompt word is “Alive”