Haiku: Fickle Spring

a star fish
does not shine bright
its colour blinds
nightingales sing
enhancing dusk time moments
inviting darkness
fickle springtime
not halted natural instincts
summertime awaits
sun glints melts late frost
ere the north wind  tis bitter
freezing unsheltered
ice smooth ponds
succumbs thin ice gone by noon
swans get their heads down
starling young all fledged
small flocks not gone unnoticed
comb the grass for grubs
instinct killed the bees
suffered inclement weather
snow frost and showers
moorland spring forgot
wind swept drifts of snow no mercy
spring it got scary
butterflies one day
orange tip wood brown
frost and snow the next
© Mick E Talbot 2017/66


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