how can spring,
so filled with the songs of birds
many i can't identify
how can spring
be so hard?
storms destroy
inner storms, too
bodies rebel
yet are so familiar
is it that joy has disappeared?
it is the muggy, fudzy wet greeness?
is it despair that pushes at my skin until i say
yes, yes.
sorting out threads, saving some, giving some up.
and the thursday oriole, first i've ever seen here,
i hope may return.
Spring... waking up and beginning again, it's a painful thing sometimes.
ReplyDeleteRX - 1. several good doses of laughter - laugh until you cry. Or watch a baby anything - kitten, puppy, human.
ReplyDelete2. A spring tonic - juice of many green things perhaps.
Just a suggestion. ;o)
spring - re-newal,re-birth,the birthing process is painful, there are gifts at the end
ReplyDeleteI just read this quote (oops source forgotten already) -
ReplyDeletepain is inevitable, suffering is not...
its something I'm thinking about right now - and walking around the autumn garden as its dozing off for its winter sleep...
Spring seems to be stirring so many emotions...I've never seen an oriole! Maybe he/she will visit here. xo
ReplyDeletegood about pain and despair, ronnie.
ReplyDeletecait, yes an oriole!!! i feel like a queen. i haven't seen it back yet.
must be at your place!
ReplyDeletecure for depression
ReplyDeletewatch a duck
or
a pigeon
or [if neither available]
an oriole
just 2 words: chocolate and sunshine.
ReplyDeletebirds, chocolate, sunshine, a good recipe.
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