March Daze

Smoke lazily strays

In turns and dances.

It drifts

Throughout March daze. Seasons stubbornly stay.

Neither the snow nor the sun will lift.

Smoke lazily strays

To the west.

Warm rays cook the clouds.

The red glow sifts throughout the March daze.

Wind huffs spring our way

And bleak winter stirs to shift.

Smoke lazily strays,

Like high water ‘cross bays.

Pregnant trees adorn the cliffs

Throughout the March daze.

Progeny of May’s

Is conceived by airy whiffs

As smoke lazily strays throughout the March daze.