Spring’s Song

Spring’s Song


As a petal peels out in the sunlight
Spring’s kiss softens the soil. Come to me,
Sweet, cool air. There is, within me, a blight
I have long wished to expel. Away flee!

Frozen at heart, their dark, icy tendrils
Pried on my goddess’ light. Her worn eyes
Knew only despair. Arthur’s grail now fills.
Drink to a new life. Rebirth without lies.

A new name chosen for a nameless soul.
Feeling flows through the arms of a dead boy.
Mourn if you must; there is no grave, nor hole,
Nor a casket. A girl has found her joy.

At the ends of outstretched fingertips
The rising sun blows kisses from his lips.

Referenced In:

One thought on “Spring’s Song

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s