Spring – Barry R Carter

An owl sketches itself into spring’s self portrait

Many thanks to Barry R Carter for his splendid representation of spring. Barry is a passionate poet who very kindly decided to contribute to our project. We are sure you will enjoy reading his work.


looking into a mirror inside a watchtower

winter plays solitaire, outside trees are weighed in the dark.

Leaves are like keys, clouds thieves rinsing winter’s residue.

On a branch a bird raises a single wing to make contact -scattered applause of butterfly wings for the first act of spring.  

Children’s eyes are like bees as they play on a park,

at night as they dream the moon raises noises from the day out of pond waters,

honey drips from the fingers of spring into the

mouths of winter’s daughters-guide the sound

to it’s source children’s eyes open with the

flowers purse for the bee.  

An owl sketches itself into spring’s self portrait

before it’s claws rip through the canvas to catch

it’s first kill-making visible briefly time’s unresting

anvil. Blades of grass are anchored delicately,

as the soil labors imperceptibly, waters weave

as co-authors, newly born frogs breathe, as

waters exhale.

Barry R Carter, Hull

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