Small Buds are Bursting

 

Near the Subaru
Sprung up very recklessly--
The first crocuses.

Is it springtime yet?
Softening slant of sunshine;
Memory of snow.

Forsythia buds
Seething with small vibrancy
Poke out at the sun.

 

 Billy goat watches
Taking time from his grass snack
To pose for picture.

 

Unobtrusively
On the tips of the bushes
Small buds are bursting.

 

Flash of white and brown--
One, two or maybe three deer;
Then only silence.

A dark open door
To a dark interior
Where nothing awaits.

The old drainage pail
Has become a work of art
With just a few stones.