My poem won first prize in the Writelink Spring Fever contest so I'm tickled pink.
Here it is
THE HOMECOMING [Promise of Spring]
“I’m sober,” he said, “and I love you.
Come home.”
And the pines on the mountain
danced with branches outspread
in a green ecstasy,
the birds sang Ode To Joy
and rebellious hope
flooded the sky and fields.
The forest flared
with green flames,
harps sang in every stream
and waterfalls thundered applause.
Homeward I sped
through Betws and Blaenau,
through Rhaedr reeling along
in a rusty old van
with wings on its wheels.
Over the
a fairytale drawbridge
hung from the heavens
on silver blue chains.
The motorway gleamed
in the moonlight and rain
and the city lights
seemed like spun gold
as I sped to my home,
just a house in a terrace
but now promised land;
the doors opened wide
and there he stood waiting –
