crack open
blooms swelling
in the frigid air
soon we’ll be
awash in a flood
of yellow joy

spring’s entrance
coastal climate’s gift
in the soul of winter
the grace of it
ignites wonder
as their trumpet
frills unfurl, open
waiting for bees

I bow to sniff
their floral notes,
obeisance to this
life, remembering

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

I welcome comments and discussion!

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