Rich rain smell

scent of melting snow

Usher departure

of deep rooted frost

saturated bedding

for browned blades

grass loose-rooted

gently nudged awake

by sun’s growing

fever. I, long asleep,

winter wrapped,

reach tired arms,

achingly, toward you,

toward your warmth,

to melt deeply

rooted frosts of anger

and loosely rooted

spears of fear