April

April started just today
and yet it seems so far away,
a distant joke other people play
when they are young and full of life.
I remember being drunk with love,
with music and the stars above,
the cosy walks in sun and rain;
I hope we’ll do it all again
now that April’s here.

Kim M. Russell, 1st April 2019

Avenue of Daffodils

My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Poems in April Day 1: April Come She Will

Marian is our host for the first NaPoWriMo prompt of April and she has treated us with the beautiful Paul Simon song ‘April Come She Will’. I can’t believe he wrote it back in the sixties – it hasn’t aged at all.

Marian asks us to write a poem about love, the seasons changing, love affairs growing old, streams swelled with rain…

27 thoughts on “April”

  12. to be drunk on the promise of Spring’s love is a promise of absolute wonder and delight ~ long may it live and breathe in our hearts ~ lovely poem Kim, a fine way to welcome the new season, a new month and perhaps the “madness” of trying to poem 30-for-30 😀

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      1. I can so understand — I’m thinking I’m might not even make it to the half way mark without losing my mind – LOL! 😜

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