Spring is fizzing, sparkling
leaping, bounding
sprouting,bursting
budding,blooming
beside me on the twig
I am on the end
of winter left crop
on the bursting rose ripen
new spring hoping
my tall blue nob
blades intersect my hull
rose lops in heap
last nips along
burns incite it of blaze
flares final last
soot soars uphill
thorn, bloom, leaf
soot soars uphill
thorn my hull
bloom my soul
leaf my life
soot soar uphill
soot soar uphill
