Spring arrives
in starts and stops,
a dripping tap
melting winter,
forming puddles,
filling rivers.
In the monochrome
of dawn and dusk,
silhouettes drip and drop,
ink drawings
sliding off umbrellas
as a sudden blustery
wind turns treetops
into a roaring sea.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
– Anja Bührer
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #148
Use above image as inspiration for a poem or short story.
writing in north norfolk 
I love Spring!
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Spring and Autumn – those in-between seasons, muted and no extremes – wonderful!
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I loved the way this sound when I read it aloud. It just has a terrific rhythm. I also like the slow pace you created being blown apart by the blustery winds.
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Thank you, Rommy, for properly reading my poems and coming back with such valuable comments, which are much appreciated. 😊
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This is so vividly written. Love it Kim.
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My best season 🙂
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Hi Jacqui! 🙂
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Such off the charts -Awesomeness! 🌹🌹🌹
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Much appreciated!
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