Another Cliche Spring

Maybe one day there will be another cliche Spring.

Where budding flowers will shatter their casings,

Launching pollen across car windshields

While painting the Earth like a crude canvas. 

Dormant greens will burst from the ground,

The deepest shades of blue coat cloudless skies,

And the modest trees and shrubs, naked  

For months can reclothe themselves at last.

Maybe one day there will be another cliche Spring.

Where the grim gray landscapes will brighten, 

The world will smile because the sun decided 

To color the horizon for just a few more hours. 

Windows down welcoming warm winds, 

A kiss to the skin, a reminder that we can begin again.

But these days our minds hang low, eyes look ahead to see

A seasonal paradise placed just out of reach. 

Maybe one day there will be another cliche Spring. 

Where robins and goldfinches touch down outside windows

Becoming melodic alarm clocks each morning.

Dawn pierces thin layers of cloth and invites itself in,

Dancing across eyelids frozen shut by the season's chill.

The drapes wave to their slumbering owners

Granting passage for the winds to cleanse

What was once a den of noxious hibernation.

Maybe one day there will be another cliche Spring.

Where runners run shirtless down windy roads. 

Moms jog their strollers and tiny dogs on brisk mornings, 

Their bodies and minds on the sunshine of a new life 

A new perspective, a new season, a new opportunity

We take a moment to embrace a fresh breath of air 

And it almost feels like in an instant, 

Any inklings of despair finally vanish.

Maybe one day there will be another cliche Spring.

One that revitalizes what was lost

In the wake of the winter’s dominion.

The temperature might steadily increase

Rather than teasing a short lived happiness.

Or the season might actually come this year

And maybe I won’t have to Google “Spring”

To find out what it’s supposed to look like.

About the Authors

Daijah Patton is a senior English/Creative Writing major, minor in Secondary Education and she has been writing poetry since she was in middle school. Poetry has been an amazing outlet for her, and she loves to share it with others by spreading awareness about important topics, and sharing her own personal stories. In her free time you will find Daijah either cooking/baking, reading several works of fiction and poetry, and telling you what Netflix or streaming TV Shows and movies to watch.

Ryan Hiemenz is a Junior Media and Communications major with a minor in Creative Writing. He works for many different publications on and around Arcadia University, both writing and editing in various styles. This year, he is the president of Arcadia's English Honors Society, Sigma Tau Delta. More personally, he is a huge fan of all things horror, spending much of his free time watching, reading, and writing things from the genre. Over the summer, he even self published a horror poetry chapbook called Fearing Fiction, and he loves to build on the stories in that book!