Spring escapes the clutches of winter.
Spring argues the release
Of captive waters jailed
Locked in winters prisons
Of ice, where they’ve been held
Springs witness is the blue
To discredit the grey
On oath the shorter night
Lost to the longer day
Sentences overturned
They make their way downhill
Giggling in mountain streams
To where waters run still.
Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!
