March Tug-o-War (An Archived Post)
Every year at this time, when weather is
warmer and I know Spring will eventually win out, I think of this poem. Today was one of those Rochester spring days. I wrote it several years ago and it
still feels fresh to me. I hope you
enjoy this poem that I had so much fun writing.
It’s
tug-o-war time once again—
Seasons’ in a
tiff.
Winter wants
to have its way
Giving Spring
mischief.
Yesterday was
balmy—
Warm wind
filled the air.
Today it’s
cold and gray outside
With Winter’s
lasting dare.
Back and
forth they tug the rope
Each
struggling to win
One day
flowers a bloomin’
Next day snow
begins.
“I will win
this tug-o-war!”
Winter loudly
gloats.
Spring keeps
pulling, shouting back,
“Put away
those coats!”
The war goes
on and days do pass
With Winter
finally tired.
So Spring
puts up a mighty push
To get the
win desired.
The world’s
awash in green and warm
As new birth
fully sprouts
Spring is
here in all its force
And Winter is
shutout.
“Don’t be
cocky, Springtime,”
Winter weakly
drawls.
“I’ll be back
to win this war
When I can
sprawl with Fall.”
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I love that! Lovely read to begin the day. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThis poem clearly illustrates our struggle with winter in the northeast. Spring flirts with our emotions, yet I always watch my back expecting another slam from winter.
ReplyDeleteLove that ending, "sprawl with fall". We are in the 60's & 70's this week, but could have a blizzard next week. Your poem is exactly right-well done!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Linda! My favorite line also is "sprawl with fall". Let's hope that spring wins over that blizzard. Eventually she will. Always does.
ReplyDeleteWell, sprawl with fall wins my vote, too. Your poem brought our first taste of Spring!
ReplyDeletePerfect descriptive poem
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