Now I'm leaping over the threshold
harrying snow angels, snug, smug and hesitant
with their folded, stone cold
wings. All in a flurry now, my tepid
breath pursuant. And over the threshold
I go, past tree-tops, readying the raucous rooks,
across brown furrowed fields, where bold
pairing hares will make a match, in amity
or pugnacious bouts to claim a foothold.
The earth, in a widening grin of green
is trailing me, over the threshold.
Since I wrote a Fold styled poem for Autumn, I’m doing the same for Spring and Lisa’s Poetics prompt: Poets Leaping
I do love this personfication of spring, there is such energy in the arrival both with rooks and with hares…
thank you Bjorn – so rarely do I opt for personification that it took me by surprise
This is absolutely breathtaking, Laura! I especially admire; “And over the threshold I go, past tree-tops….” I am going with you via imagery 😍😍
Thank you Sanaa for going along with it all
You’re most welcome! 🩷🩷
I so enjoyed your spring fold, Laura, so full of movement and busyness, as spring is. I love the idea of ‘harrying snow angels, snug, smug and hesitant / with their folded, stone cold / wings’, and the alliteration in ‘readying the raucous rooks’.
Many thanks Kim – it’s evidently a poem born out of fatigue with the stasis of winter and folded snow angels
Laura, your poem has me smiling with “the earth in its widening grin of green.” Love your battling with the snow angels for the rite/right of Spring. Wonderful poeming ❤
Thank you for this prompt Lisa and the rites of spring battling
My pleasure, Laura ❤
This was a pleasure to read. I enjoyed the earth grinning green and following you.💚
Many thanks Melissa – and how the heart turned green over this threshold
How delightful to read this spring poem. Love that earth’s widening grin of green (wonderful play of words).
thank you Grace – Spring makes me grin after the grimness I feel in winter
Lovely poem! I love this leap into spring!
thank you for leaping in here Nicole
What a wonderful dance! (K)
for joy! many thank Kerfe
I love the threshold symbolism in this, lovely write!
thank you – I could not help but rush the threshold
Oh, this is now one of my favorite poems of yours, Laura! I love all the motion in this–like read in one breath, exhaled at the end. I can’t even pick out one line because it all runs toward that perfect ending! Outstanding! (Sorry, I got a bit exclamation crazy there.)
exclaim away Merril – it does my ego good (and that’s not a bad thing sometimes) Thank you!!
You’re very welcome, Laura! 😊
A great poem, lush with wonderfully descriptive lines, phrases.
lush such a lovely word Helen – many thanks
I was surprised and tickled by your use of “pugnacious.”
almost onomatopoeic 😉
The spring in your step translates jauntily in the bounce of your words, the imagery taking us with you in unmitigated joy. Welcome, Spring!! 🙂
spring puts the spring in but thank you for noticing the bounce rhythm Dora
Love the energy with which spring bounds across the threshold! This is quite different from your usual style and I love it!
Yes I don’t often conform to a style but I like this one so thank you
You are so welcome.
I love your ending!
Thank you