Snowbank Signs of Spring: Nine

March 25, 2011 © SB 

The snowbank
by my sidewalk shrivels,
its architecture battered
from Gaudi spires
to sun-bruised lumps,

alfalfa trapping ice. 

Now, hour by hour, 

the heat advances,

bank retreats. 

Hour by hour,    

it slithers up my lawn   

and leaves behind

April 6, 2011 © SB 

matted leaves

dirt, twigs congeal  

on last fall's grass.   

Tomorrow, this
snowbank
will be gone. 

April 10, 2011 ©  SB 

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