POST 146: Snowflakes, angels, spiders, mystical , South Carolina, Maine, bluberries

by Carol Bass

Mind TRAVELING, Early Spring

A croker sack of clouds
lay down gently and opened
in the back yard today

Water crystals floated out
twirling, bowing,
landing on patchy brown grass
groups of child angels
giggling on the frozen earth
before they melted

Crystals coming
from a mystical sphere
high over
rich forests
of Katahdin Mountain

Dropping soft snow water
on coastal blueberries
guiding the bushes onward
to summer
to fruit

Only other live creatures
where a whoosh
of early migrating sanderlings
headed for the mud flats
and the black spiders
in the kitchen sink