Changes.

Dear Diary,

The sky today changes clothes so rashly and quick
that only the fastest camera
can snap, between dressing, a successful picture of
heaven half-ready.

Spring winds blow up mushrooms of rain-hat black
as clouds, surrounded by holes
of lapis lazuli, arrange better their storm patterns
around my wet head.

Shower's work done the clearest of blue now replaces
pied grey which takes a break
with threatening scowls beneath higher airspace
and waits once again.

Laces of twigs already pregnant hasten to feel this
beckoning difference, rainy-sun
feeds unseen pre-birth veins for fight to be first
in greenery swell.

Spring always rings the changes so well.

Raj Arumugam
Brilliant start: "The sky today changes clothes so rashly and quick" ; and how well you've sustained it to the end: "Spring always rings the changes so well." Words like "changes" and 'replaces'' give a beautiful unity to the poem through the allusion to the central imagery of change of clothes...Aesthetically delightful, Fay

Lynda Robson
A delightful read Fay

tom balch
Me thinks how great it would be to read your diary, Fay.

kath
Breathtaking poetry Fay. The very embodiment of a newly awakening Spring! I fear we oop North have some way to go yet! :) kath xxx

Susan Jarvis
Stunning imagery, Fay. I just love your description of the ever-changing sky. Personification at its finest! :)

Sandra Martyres
Always a delight to read your poems Fay..you usher in Spring so creatively in this piece and embellish it with exquisite imagery... Great penning!

Philip
Nature is being fooled... I know that the garden will suffer in the long run. But this poem is a Gem . Stay warm..Fay ! Kind regards Philip

RAJ NANDY
Changes in our cyclic Nature with its rebirth in Spring , like the Renaissance brings forth a new wakening ! Thanks Fay for sharing, and also for your kind comments on my 'Story of Drama & Marlowe', - it was most encouraging ! -Raj

carol
birth of spring wonderful images

nimal dunuhinga
'Pre-birthing veins in unseen fights to give first show of greenery swell.' Fay's magical brush knows the true colours of Spring!

leafsailor
again , i learn so much from you ,its a joy