Poem 4:

SPRING IS HERE?

spring is here

or is it?

weather changes

it seems

just to piss me off

sunny cloudless skies

tomorrow rain

snow next Friday

freezing rain on Saturday

no reason

no rhyme

just a cruel disputation

for my wardrobe

light jacket? heavy jacket?

rain jacket?

what shoes do I wear?

in this bipolar season

the answer is unclear

to both questions

so I ask you instead

is spring really here?