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Spring Thaw

written by: Joyce Butler



Oh see me melting
frost-blue winter veins
stripped of ice and snow;
I look so strange
flooding bursting banks
of the river
Fish swimming under
see me
then shiver.

Water runs off mountains
volatile weather
Coldest forests on
earth - Siberia
Exceptional hearing meadows
night-time call of the Great Grey Owl
a first sign of Spring

Joyce Butler

Joyce Butler

I'm 41 years old. Mother of 2 from Waterford, Ireland. I work full-time as a Clerical Officer. I love to write poetry, micropoetry and short stories when I have time.
I was shortlisted for the Atlantis Short Story Prize 2015 and I've written the first draft of a book.
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