Happy Poetry Month!
Because it’s April, I’m challenging myself to write a poem every day this month. I thought about trying to find a theme, or a direction, but in the end I just decided to let my writing go where it wants to go, noticing, observing, and trying to find poetry in the rhythm of the day. And since my OLW for 2021 is TRUST, trusting my instincts seems like a good plan.
Yesterday began gray and chilly after some particularly warm and sunny days. Was April playing a joke?
The First of April
April enters drearily,
in a gray-white sky,
in raindrops suspended in time.
in greening grass dotted with daffodils,
and in tulips begging to burst,
There is promise of a brighter tomorrow.