Spring’s Hopelessness (A Haibun)
by Abbie Johnson Taylor
Spring comes wet with little sun. Hope is dashed by the wind that buffets the house, rattles wind chimes, rain that drums on the roof. Without enough warmth, grass, flowers, trees, shrubs won’t grow.
He loves the sun, can’t get enough. It’s one of his few pleasures since he can no longer walk or use his left arm or care for himself. After a brutal winter with endless snow, frigid temperatures, he longs to enjoy the sun’s healing warmth.
wishes for the sun
fall on deaf ears of nature
wait for warmth to come
The above poem appears in my collection, How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver, and was published in the April 3rd issue of The Weekly Avocet. You can click below to hear me read it.
Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.
Independently published with the help of DLD Books.
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