Still an irritating wind;
Vestiges of stubborn grey -
Jibing us of recent winter blight.
It's coming through - like perky breasts
Pushing through a blouse -
Teasing, pleasing in it's tantalising play:
Warmth of youth in April sun -
Summering off depression.
Brains returned; remapped for fun.
April is a portal -
Delicate dispositions -suchlike mine,
Easing hunched bodies into
Mark R. Slaughter (1957 -) /Norwich