‘April 2003’ and Other Poetry by Brandon Briggs The Society October 16, 2013 Beauty, Poetry April 2013 The snow has thawed; it’s Spring again Crickets sing to the beat of rain The sky is dark, the air is warm Again, the bugs begin to swarm Although the world is wet and dark We welcome back the springtime lark The rain beats down, replace the snow April will make our flowers grow. Pastoral My flock, they wear coats white and warm; At night they do not fear the chill. I huddle down and wait for morn, I keep strict watch atop the hill. My flock, they eat until they’re full, They never thirst, or miss a meal. I eat my bread, though stale and dull It is enough, if not ideal. My flock give clothes off from their backs, With selfless grace, they don’t complain. I’ve taught them well just how to act, For giving causes them no pain. My flock, all of their needs are met, They play and mate, learn and forget. My flock do not know I exist, But for them, I’ve died and lived. Brandon Briggs, 19, is currently majoring in English Language and Literature at Gordon College. Featured Image: “Spring” by Frederick Walker Related Post Ode to the Confederate Dead by Cause Bewilder for Joshua Philipp Grave statue after statue falls with strict impunity. Memorials and monuments yield to community. The wind wh... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.