March Poetry Prompts | 9 -13

​❝ spring is come, on the heels of the last frost warning
writing itself out like green ink in the margins of an old book
(slight, at first, in the fringes, and then sprawling)
spring is come, inviting you to run barefoot across a damp lawn
turning all the world into a garden you inherited but did not ask for
(and at last winter is gone, become a small town myth
something clinging in the shadows but soon fading) ❞

​​✧ march poetry prompts by @nixscriptum