POETRY: Spring II

The young girl in the green dress asked the robin, "Have you seen an old man in a long white coat pass by?"

"Every year, but he hurries away just before I arrive," said the robin

She sighed warmly, "That's my grandfather."

-Brandon Lacy Campos
-Bristol, Connecticut
-10 April 2010

POETRY: Spring

Each curled green tongue
hesitantly licks
the reborn sky
quivering, reluctant
at first opening
the soft note
crescendos to an emerald chorus,
Spring.

-Brandon Lacy Campos
-On the train in Connecticut
-9 April 2010