Pujakins

From the Poet's Heart

Posted on March 14, 2013 by pujakins

Photo by Tasha Halpert

March wind speeds in my blood
asking
calling
hurry, scurry, thrust
against the old
cold unbending

winter crust.

I feel it in the air
break through
burst into light
lengthening
toward warmth not quite
achieved

yet it pulls green shoots
up through
thawing earth
toward the sun.

I too break through
frozen winter self
emerging
into the poignant
greenness
newly
born in
every
spring.

Tasha Halpert

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reikiheidi on March 14, 2013 at 6:07 pm said:

I love this, very well written 🙂

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pujakins on March 15, 2013 at 12:59 pm said:

Thank you so much for your kind comment. Warm Greetings, Tasha

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bussokuseki on March 17, 2013 at 5:53 pm said:

Lovely, Tasha. “Toward warmth not quite achieved…”

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- pujakins on March 17, 2013 at 10:29 pm said:
  
  I am most grateful for your comment. All blessings, Tasha
  
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