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spring is coming, and it means business

Posted to Poetry

balled in your fist
squintin at the early rays
of a day blue sky
have you ever kissed the dew?
do you know what that tastes like?
you can smell
the heart of the vegetable roots
locked up, waiting to spin again
beneath winter's floor
spring is coming
spring is coming
and I wait for you
come with me now
let's kiss the dew
and skip pebbles
across the Pacific
we'll add to the ocean
you my endless water
me your sea-kissed dirt
I'm so glad to be home
I missed you mother
sister earth
father mountain
brother sun
the moon is rising

spring is a comin
again to the land
across a wide
wide mountain