20150415: Spring (two views of)

Spring

I

Spring has sprung ...

That's what is sung

In my family, anyhow.

The grass is riz ...

Son, get out the mower,

Cut the grass, grab the blower.

Mum, clean the window glass,

Scrub the patio, get out the barbie, 

And grab the mozzie spray.

I'll get the beer, if I may.

I wonder where the birdies is?...

The kookaburras laugh 

In the old gum trees,

So watch that their poop

Doesn't fall on me!

II

Spring is signalled by light 

The time when day equals night

And the August winds cease

But there is no peace

From Nature's caprice

As winter's cold dances

With coming summer's heat

One day snow falls on the flowers

The next brings waves of showers

That flood the droughted land

As the bush grows drier 

And the newspapers cry

"Tinderbox! Fire! Fire!"

And the skinny weather girl

Points to the ominous whirls

Courtesy of global warming.

Jimali McKinnon

15 April 2015

Written to enter into a beginners' only contest on www.allpoetry.com, the rules being it had to be about spring, with various prompts offered to start us off, I chose option 1: what did I think of Spring?  This is meant to be a two pronged approach: one humorous and how the world sees an Australian  summer, and the other the reality.  Not submitted at time of writing.