Full and Flowering

 Bluejay bobs and gulps

And checks out his surroundings;

(It's so exhausting.)

Rhododendron bloom?

On this February morn?

Topsy turvy world.

Collette comes over;

She just wants to say hello

Every chance she gets.

The ice is melting

Again! The ice is melting;

Winter keeps coming.

A still frozen stream

Flows unmoving down the rocks

Beyond the wood fence.

White's fled from the woods

Leaving countless shades of brown

And a touch of green.

Melting into earth

Old tree stump covered with grass

Playing hide and seek.

Long round mound of earth

Marks where an old house had been;

Foundations beneath.

February moon
Shines through the trees on my hill,
Full and flowering.