The bare branches of winter
begin to disappear
replaced by a hint of Frost’s first green
The trees silently taking their cues
from the lengthening days
The equinox is here
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Yet There is Method 
Perfectly captures the transition. I can see it. Not here, yet! Waiting.
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Spring is right around the corner!
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The little hints of green are coming out on our cypress trees. Remind me of the name of this form. That final line punches and I want to shout Yes! I love spring!
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Margaret, there’s something about the spring equinox that just lightens my heart–yes! If I wrote in a form, I have to confess that it was purely accidental. {smile}
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Beautiful poem, Tim.
The first signs of spring are always a welcome sight! I’ve seen daffodils peeking through the Earth, but that’s it so far.
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Thank you, Stacey. Our daffodils in the deep south have bloomed and already started to fade. They’re always a treat (my favorite), and I hope you enjoy yours when they get there!
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Gorgeous season welcoming poem, Tim. Happy spring! 🙂
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Thank you–you, too!
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Let it be so! Love this.
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Thanks, Tim!
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I am waiting for that hint of green but it’s warming up & snow melts. The trees are listening. I love the “silently taking their cues”! Happy Spring weekend, Tim!
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Thank you, Linda. Happy spring weekend to you as well!
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Beautiful picture of waiting for spring! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
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Thank you, Ruth!
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I’ve a feeling of trees reaching skyward, like arms going into clothing… beautiful rendering, Tim.
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Thank you, Fran!
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What a beautiful short ode to our natural world. Here’s one thought I can’t let go. I’m looking at “Frost’s first green.” My mind is thinking yeah, winter’s frost, but your poem also has such a Robert Frost sensibility to it. I don’t know if that’s your plan, but that’s where my mind went. Thank you for this slice today.
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Thank you, Lainie! Frost’s “Nothing Gold Can Stay” was the inspiration for this poem. Every year I get a little thrill when I see those first leaves emerge from their buds with that golden color. If I’m with someone, I have to pull out my phone to be able to recite the work, but if I’m alone I simply enjoy the sight.
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Funny you should mention, because that is EXACTLY where my mind went when I read this poem. All of which is to say, YES. Your readers (at least this reader!) got what you were going for.
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I’m glad for that! {smile}
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Working on the phenology video today…your poem says it all. We are seeing little signs here – some of my tulips have peeked through the mulch with foliage and there are buds on our maple trees. Days are longer and warmer. Thanks for sharing your spring.
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Spring here in the south is in full swing (don’t even think about planting a garden, though–many a southerner’s heart has been broken that way), and I’m loving the signs as they each come. Our grape hyacinths have made their appearance, and our daffodils are fading. Summer will be here before we know it. I’m still excited about the video!
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You make me laugh with the “don’t even think about planting a garden!” I can tell you are loving spring from your posts. They are filled with seasonal joy! I cannot wati to have my daffodils pop up! They are my favorite of spring bulbs. I am not good at starting seeds but what did I buy the other day…seeds for some vegetables. My heart will probably be broken too, but I like the though of it, anyway. Enjoy the spring …. I imagine it gets hot fast!
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My gardening heart has been broken, but this year is going to be different for both of us! I have been enjoying the spring, and today was a beautiful day. You and a few others crossed my mind earlier this evening as I was writing tomorrow’s slice–I hope you’re able to see it.
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Thanks, Tim. So are you going to start a garden? I have not yet started my seeds…you really cannot put anything in the ground here until Memorial Day weekend as far as annuals or vegetable seedlings due to our climate. So, I figure if I get them started by next week, I am still dealing with a good 8 weeks indoors. I will definitely read your post today. I usually go looking for your post, if I don’t see it when I post on TWT/Slice. Thanks for the heads up!
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We will. We’re always late doing so, but we will. The air is warm, but the ground is still cold, so it will be at least a few weeks. (To make matters worse, we could see up to 10″ of rain this week!)
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Wow! That’s a lot of rain! I hope it’s not too much! No one needs flooding!
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We’ll almost certainly experience some flooding, I’m sorry to say.
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Stay safe. Sorry to hear that.
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“Nature’s first green is gold” has been playing on constant repeat in my brain lately!
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I love how the sun and plants and everything in the world speaks to each other. Lovely poem, Tim.
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Thank you, Janice. 🙂
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Yay for the Equinox and “Frost’s first green,” lovely poem and image, thanks Tim!
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Thank you, Michelle!
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This quiet poem is beautiful.
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