The Path of Spring

I have desired to tour the path of Spring,

  Not for any love aside love of my broods.

 Call me selfish, so long it’s not my clan‘s string.

I’ll be accommodating to each guest’s ring,

  Let their guitar,… their drumbeat but to my herds.

 I have desired to tour the path of Spring.

I ‘ll be responsive to all willing to sing,

  If they’ll be ready to implant holy moods.

 Call me selfish, so long it’s not my clan’s string.

Let’s assume Easter-time is a bird with wing,

  I’ll allow it in, to sip, for my abounds.

 I have desired to tour the path of Spring.

Leave me when it’s even’ of Spring-tide to swing–

  Will enjoy this moment with bests of my dudes.

 Call me selfish, so long it’s not my clan’s string.

Not easily forget will the Seed-time ding,

  If truly I will stick to these charts in roads.

 I have desired to tour the path of Spring,

Call me selfish, so long it’s not my clan’s string..

©A.O, 2014.

 


One thought on “The Path of Spring” by TalkToPee (@princehto)

  1. The poem is somehow disjointed. I blame the forcing rhyme pattern.

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