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“Spring Loaded”

“Spring Loaded”

I heard the birds chirping for the first time today.

A seasonal yawn across the horizon.

A feeling of ready,

Humming all around.

Budding branches.

Green emergence.

Ground thawing,

While swirly winds play with gravity.

A smell of morning cereal,

Generally milled.

Dirty ice islands.

Melting slowly, remarkable slow,

Full of the ghosts of road salt and snowballs.

Breathing their last.

Bendable, pliable, gradual Spring.

Choking chill from existence.

Light apparent,

Guiding the colder shadows to hibernation,

Until next year.

Obscuring the cold dark death of things.

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