You feel soft and squishy, as her
shoes ooze over with clumps of your midnight mix.
Your earthy scent magnifies, as she moves toward you.
Swish, her foot slips and she sloshes down,
sliding to the ground; savoring your richness between her wet lips.
Why have you softened so early? Spring Soil,
for centering and slowing her, before the rush of summer.
© 2017 Michelle Kogan. All rights reserved.
Michelle Heidenrich Barnes is featuring my poem “Ode to Spring Soil” on her blog Today’s Little Ditty. The poem was inspired by Helen Frost’s Challenge to write an Ode poem; thanks Michelle and Helen,here’s the link: https://michellehbarnes.blogspot.com/2017/03/dmc-ode-to-spring-soil-by-michelle-kogan.html