Wild Words for Spring Poets

I asked the Lord to let the words run wild today...

Wild Words for Spring Poets

Speak on the diagonal.
Make phrases furry and clawed.
Try to pet the word wergild and get bitten-
Then devoured
For this is how much you owe language.

You are no seanchai, 
treating stories like a soft bed.
Toss and turn on brambles- there you go!
It’s about time you tumbleweed,
For Spring is here and epics love 
Trails of green.

Become seeded land.
Let words pound their paws 
Into muddy paths,
Mark your daisies,
Mate on your meadow.

Hear the howling joy
When evening falls-
Four pups born and ready for milk,
Eventually, the hunt.

Let them track you down,
Open you up-
Blue-eyed and muzzles red:
Once upon a time.