Post # 603 (poesie) MEDLEY BENEATH THE ROOTS

The Sun slides up, punctual as ever,
Casting woodland, snow-melting beams
Sending snow clumps on the tree branch
Dripping down to the inanimate surface
With sounds of splatt, splatter and splott.
Winter autonomy is being liquidated,
Kinder rule shall follow soon.

Do lie still in sublime attention,
Ear enduring cold, slushy topsoil,
Eyes shut in rapt attention and
Practicing a well invested patience.
You’ll attend the peeps and squeals,
Of this year’s awakened pups, their
Sibilant sucks of maternal feeding,
From yet unseen warm-bellied, moms,
Still sleeping their perennial winter.

Soon, attend the louder, chamber music,
Of nose-wrinkling, furry adult critters,
Scratching, rising, softly yelping,
Awakened by infiltrating drips of melted Winter,
To pay heed to the seasonal mandate,
“Arise, and do now begin, again.”

(Leonard N. Shapiro
New York, 3/6/21)

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Retired from the practice of law'; former Editor in Chief of Law Review; Phi Beta Kappa; Poet. Essayist Literature Student and enthusiast.

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