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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