2 More Spring Poems

Territory

Birds are pissed off,

All day long alarming boundaries,

Flashing colors,

Screaming dawn til dusk.

 chill is out.

Babies need breakfast.

Thoughts invaded.

Dream Spring

There were always these

Soft motions

Toward swaying

Tenderly underwater

a breeze

Filmy traces of sweet scent

through curtains yellow with sun.

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