POEM: “Daffodils' blades pierce skyward”
April 27, 2026
By Bill Stevens
Signs of Spring
Skunk cabbage hints of ripened garbage,to some it delights
Twangs repetitious, the Saw-whet, so feathery slight
To awaken tree frogs'-a warbling croaking
And peepers', chorus deafening, while leisurely soaking
The willow sprouts silvered, pussy-toe tips
Daffodils' blades pierce skyward to burst into bright yellow lips
Rufous breasted robin bouncing - across fresh greening lawns
In search of earthworms from soils recently thawed
And the late treat of spring that most definitely suits us
The subtle sweet fragrance, of trailing ar-bu-tus
While March thru May weather stirs us with ample confusion
To eye, nose, and ear - delights parade in profusion!
So rejoice with Spring's scramble as her gifts are to pry
Forth with the scourge- in hordes,the dreaded, black fly
Whose pestilent ways harass - annoyingly, no doubt!!!!
Black fly's saving grace- to mix paint palettes that adorn the speckled, brook trout
It may be a truth- one has to accept
the first weeks of Spring - are untidy with weather upsets
Bitter chill off the water - warming mid-day- but freezing by dawn
Roads muddy or rough - Signs Posted to Warn!
“Bump ahead- next five miles!”
Hey, It’s Spring on the Island - and a time to Smile!
—Bill Stevens lives on Isle au Haut.
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