Tuesday, 23 March 2010

False Spring by Robert Demaree

Flowering fruit trees, cherries and pears,
After a false spring and late March frost:
Blossoms a dingy pink and white
Against a cold sky the color of dishwater
And woods still gray with winter.
I pass an abandoned convenience store,
With plywood windows like bandaged eyes,
Its solitary pump a sentinel
By the side of the road,
A sign, among many, of things,
Like some people’s marriages,
Which had offered promise
But didn’t work out.





Robert Demaree, NH, USA

2 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

Robert Demaree is the author of three collections of poems, including Fathers and Teachers, published April 2007 by Beech River Books. His second book-length collection, Mile Markers, will be published later in 2009. The winner of the 2007 Conway, N.H., Library Poetry Award, he is a retired school administrator with ties to North Carolina, Pennsylvania and New Hampshire. He has had over 375 poems published or accepted by 100 periodicals. For further information see http://www.demareepoetry.blogspot.com

Enchanted Oak said...

This was a powerful poem, and so deeply sad.