Petulant month

February is a petulant toddler,
sometimes sulking under a livid pewter
a sudden shower might turn
to a delicate flurry of lace,
and when you believe it is winter
he turns azure and bright,
cloudlessly shining
an innocent Cheshire cat,
cloaking the pieces
of your favorite china.
February wears workboots
too big for his feet stumbles
around, the shortest of months,
squeezed between the mayhem of winter
and rapture of spring, and we love
him mostly because of how fast
he matures into March.

Spring Thaw
Richard Whitney

Today Grace hosts our OLN at dVerse and you are welcome to share any one poem. She shares a couple of wonderful poems by Margaret Atwood, please pass by and read her poems.

April 2, 2022

19 responses to “Petulant month

  1. I love the ‘Petulant toddler’ too. It’s been a while, I’ve not blogged in ages, and I’m impressed at how many of my friends still do. I hope you’re well. 🙂

  2. This is absolutely stunning, Bjorn! I love the image of February as; “an innocent Cheshire cat, cloaking the pieces of your favorite china.”💙💙

  3. I love the personification here–all the wonderful images you’ve come up with–love the stumbling in the work boots. 🙂

    February is birthday month though–both my children and my husband, so it is a good month. I think March is often worse–cold and windy.

  4. I think this is a lovely personification of an unpredictable, fitful February’s resistance to change—well done poetry

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