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Spring Equinox Honorifics

March 21, 2014

You’re hope and bleakness.
You’re flashes in the gloom.
You’re stifled laughter.

Your colors barely show.
Your cold shoulders are nothing new.

Neither there nor here, the skies split into two.
Sun comes swinging in on his pendeulum.
The moon child peeks among bare boughs.

Roots stomp and stretch to nudge their heads-
it’s time to throw off frosted covers.
The door opens and rushes forth green lips-
all the more to drink in life, my dear.
Spring, I’m glad you’re here.

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