on peepers and ice booms

Spring comes late
where the ice boom holds
bloom until April

the song starts
soft, floats to kiss night
after sun’s setting

and there, unfolds
to full cry, open throats
singing the season

Backstory on the Niagara ice boom.

Advertisements

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
This entry was posted in Collom lune chain and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

14 Responses to on peepers and ice booms

  1. annotating60 says:

    Very Fine, Very Fine! >KB

  2. Oh, that’s beautiful 😀

  3. This is gorgeous. Such simple words used to such great effect.

  4. little bastards surround me by the millions – really screws with my open-windowed sleep – oh well, I still love it here

  5. nelle says:

    It took a while, but it’s on a roll now. Sing the season!

  6. janehewey says:

    YES! a fitting and lovely lune chain.

Comments are closed.