Spring?

[Johntee]

Partied out from yesterday,
the wind that whistled has
whistled away. In the

unstrung blue of
the snow-dumped

sky the sun, in task
preoccupied, softens

for the bleach blind eye
meeting each crystal
with its warming ray
turning to diamantine

drops, tears the still-
bare branches cry.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Again - stunning imagery. You are a master at this, it's clear to behold! Though our ground is currently dry, bare, and brown/grey holding (tulips just starting to peek through), I can relate.

Ping-pong-ish sprite, is Spring, most days
from tempest blast to warming graze
upon our skin, now "derma-froze"
She teases all to keep on toes

[Johntee]

It's nice to see you hitting the keys
Again, once-dormant poetess.