Spring Calls

I salivate at the scent
of my great evergreen,
Tall and embraced
by the spring breeze

Their sap sparkles
in the sunlight,
begging for a taste
Sticky amber on my finger

Insects zip by my ear
with a loud bzzt
I put my finger in my mouth,
subtle sugar on my tongue

Beckoned by the call
of my grandmother’s
caffeinated tone
from the backyard

Newly sprouted greenery
It tastes like, smells
like mint, like Earth
Insects zip by my ear with a loud bzzt

Mourning doves coo-oo
oo-oo
My puppy-dog roos-roo
roo-roo

I hear mom on the phone
in her room, spring calls
for open windows
and grackle cackles

Insects zip by my ear
with a loud bzzt
Tree sap on my gums,
mint in my lungs