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2022 NPM PSI Featured Poet #1 Mary A. Couch

3/29/2022

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​Indiana Spring, or Mother Nature’s Joke?
by Mary A. Couch    
 
I think that I have never seen
an Indiana spring that’s green.
Each tree is draped in winter white,
and wind blows with a chilling bite.
 
My crocus waits to sprout and play,
if only snow would melt away.
Spring rain comes, washes over ground,
and leaves small rivers all around.
 
My lawn is muddy, even beds,
and poor tulips can’t raise their heads.
Now, hot sun shines in azure sky,
the ground becomes both cracked and dry.
 
“Indiana spring, where’s your green?”
Only snow, rain, and heat I’ve seen.
Wait is that a warm breeze I feel.
Oh, look a bud, no my lost heel.
 
The other states have springs quite nice,
“Why is mine like a rain of mice?”
Heat, cold, rain, no in between,
no wonder buds are never seen.
 
Temps go up, temps go down with flair,
dress is shorts, slacks, or underwear. 
Mother Nature enough, just cease.
It’s spring, give me nice weather please.
 
Perhaps now, my flowers will bloom.
Oh, spoke too soon, see snow clouds loom. 
Mother Nature laughs, “Let’s play!”
“Here’s four seasons in one day.”
 
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Mary A. Couch, an Administrative Assistant for Taylored Systems LLC, a technology company in Noblesville, learned the art of poetry from her mother, and two grandmothers who were storytellers and artists. She enjoys writing poems showing her Celtic heritage by revealing the spirits that live in nature and the oneness of the universe. Her poems have been published in a variety of venues including “Poetic Nature in the Hoosierland”, “Twin Muses: Art & Poetry”, “An Evening with the Writing Muse,” “Polk Street Review”, “Encore”, “Pegasus” and “Poetry and Paint”. She is a published author on Amazon with three books: “Hoosier Haiku: Poetic Snippets from the Heartland”, “Hoosier WordArt: Communing with the Chippewa”, and “Hoosier WordArt: Generations.”  She also published a chapbook titled “Two Views” with her mother, Alice Couch.  She is a past Premier Poet for the Poetry Society of Indiana.
 
Amazon purchase link: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B07C5N7RLC
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