Looking for Signs of Life

A brown curled claw
skittering along the ground

Singular movement amidst
the frozen expanse of pavement

Only when you get close enough to see the fingers,
knuckles scraping the rocky surface,
can you distinguish the knobs of an oak leaf,
stem protruding like a tail

Propelled by the wind

a legion of birds wrapped in wing
a chipmunk
a squirrel,
a lizard scampering by

All alive according to the eye

But in this cold raw place between snow and spring
dry, brittle leaves are all that dance
born on the rhythm of weather patterns and wishful thinking

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3 Comments

  1. Little Mighty

     /  February 19, 2016

    Very nice. The promise of a new spring and life arriving soon; hope springs eternal.

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  2. Little Mighty

     /  February 19, 2016

    Life is full of wonderful surprises!

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