April is, I’m told,
The month to write poetry.
How hard can it be?
Yellow flowers at the Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center
NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month)
April Haiku
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Tag Archives: Poetry
Have the Hat
Have the hat, the leash and dog
Too hot to go out
Summer finds us both on couch
(My haiku for the heat)
First posted on my old blog on July 17, 2011. Feels like déjà vu all over again. Right, Yogi?
I’ll just wait for autumn to go outside.
How The Light Gets In
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything,
That’s how the light gets in.
~ from Anthem by Leonard Cohen
Sunlight on the pantry door
The Sensitive Plant
A sensitive plant in a garden grew,
And the young winds fed it with silver dew,
And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light,
and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
~ by Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Sensitive Plant, 1820
Bloom where you are planted
The Evening Darkens Over
Evening darkens over
The evening darkens over
After a day so bright,
The windcapt waves discover
That wild will be the night.
There’s sound of distant thunder.
The latest sea-birds hover
Along the cliff’s sheer height;
As in the memory wander
Last flutterings of delight,
White wings lost on the white.
There’s not a ship in sight;
And as the sun goes under,
Thick clouds conspire to cover
The moon that should rise yonder.
Thou art alone, fond lover.
The Evening Darkens Over by Robert Bridges (1844-1930, England)
April is poetry month.
