march

March

March - was that the month it all began ?

I hardly noticed - trouble with the drains

A tile was lost - the ceiling leaking in the rain

But earth was ploughed and also seeds were sown

Between the Tiber and the town .

On fields of Mars , the vegetables sprout ,

the citizens are gathered for the count

The soldiers drilling up and down

Are ready for the year’s campaign

In brand new boots with iron spears

They’re stamping on the cabbage bed

Between the sheets - a horses head

A laurel wreath . Around the ears

In April , missiles raining down

In Summer , springs a fiery crown

Anita Greg 14/04/2018