Snowdrop

Spring shows its populist face,

Flies in the house, missionaries at the door,

Emptiness in every place,

I didn't plant bulbs the year before.

Prickly heat under the coat,

That forms my snug and safe cocoon,

Daylight hours drag on and on.

The equinox will be here soon.

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Don't mind me, I'm just in a bad mood.

Mathew Paust, Mar 09, 2015

And high time, too! You've captured the itch. *

Claire King, Mar 09, 2015

Thank you, Mathew! Just having a read through your stuff, which is cheering me up no end :)

Mathew Paust, Mar 09, 2015

:-)

Bad moods make good poems.

Claire King, Mar 12, 2015

Thanks, James. And if not it can be pretty cathartic! ;)

Foster Trecost, Mar 14, 2015

Not bad for a bad mood. Quite good, actually... *

Claire King, Mar 17, 2015

Haha! Thanks Foster. I've noticed most of my flash and poetry is a bit cross/dark. Still, better out than in x

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