Brenden Pockett

Brenden Pockett Feb 2015

Brown grass turns to green,
Regretting a soon past Spring,
When the ticks come back.

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Brenden Pockett Feb 2015

Magnolia buds,
A false signification,
Of far away Spring.

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Brenden Pockett Feb 2015

Those last winter months,
In adolescent fevers,
I woke up in dreams.

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Brenden Pockett Feb 2015

Shine of white sunlight,
Between electric blue shade,
All behind breath’s fog.

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Brenden Pockett Feb 2015

The sunshine will sing,
A brilliant vibration,
And bring warmth as glow.

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Brenden Pockett Feb 2015

Smoke from a chimney,
Fields of rye, wreathed in fire,
A sky steeped in sun.

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Brenden Pockett Feb 2015

Bobbing, sauntering,
Weighted by soft smells of dust:
Exuding bold warmth.

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