April’s entrances are never the same,
peek-a-boo is her favourite game.
Some years she has played the fool
and surprised us with snow, or she’s been cruel,
raised our hopes with a taste of sunshine,
and then showered us with torrential rain.
This year, March pre-empted her, keeping
us inside our homes while April was still sleeping.
This year, April owes us a favour from the past –
let her give us sunshine and make it last.
Kim M. Russell, 1st April 2020
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads NaPoWriMo Play it Again in April 2020: April is for Fools and Poets
Todays Play it Again prompt is from April 1, 2016, when the prompt was simply ‘fool’. I’m merging this prompt with Kerry’s Skylover Wordlist, sourced from Dylan Thomas’s poetry collection Deaths and Entrances, from which the first word is ‘entrances’.
writing in north norfolk 
Amen to that prayer, Kim.
It is good to be back home at RT. May it helps us to remain in the cruellest month.
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Thank you, Kerry.
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This drew a deep sigh from me! 💘 I am all in for April’s favour of sunshine and making it last. We need it now more than ever.
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Thanks Sanaa!
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A familiar wish as we,too, are awaiting the sunshine and warmth, late appearing. 🙏
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We are all waiting for the bend in the road,and the hope around the bend.
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Here,of course, we are enjoying still-warm autumn days, while adding an extra blanket at night. I enjoyed your playful poem – and always dearly love that Simon and Gar song, thank you.
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I’m glad you enjoyed the poem and the Simon and Garfunkel. Paul Simon writes wonderful lyrics.
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Lovely wishful poem , we all could use sunshine right now , me think.
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Thank you for reading and commenting, Francina.
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I hope you have some April sunshine. Rhyming couplets are addictive I think:.)
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I am partial to rhyming couplets and April sunshine. Sadly, the sun is evading us this morning, but I’m hopeful for the weekend.
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I have sunshine here on the west coast – but am inside my apartment avoiding the Dreaded Lurgy outside. It is still good to see old Sol, though. And wonderful to have Toads open for the month!
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I have sunshine here on the west coast – but am inside my apartment avoiding the Dreaded Lurgy outside. It is still good to see old Sol, though. And wonderful to have Toads open for the month!
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It’s chilly and grey this morning, but according to the weather forecast, we should be getting some of your sunshine by the weekend. I’ll see you in the Imaginary Garden later. Stay safe, Sherry!
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Oh yes, April, please bring us freedom!
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This morning is cold, grey and overcast, but the weatherman promised sunshine by the weekend. I can’t wait!
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LOVE the title and they way you’ve personified April. My best memory of April 1 is from 1997. I had flowin in to Boston the day before, for a job interview which I did land….in those days, weather forecasts weren’t so great. I had a light weight trench coat, a linen suit, love pumps…and was all ready for this interview! Luckily I arrived early on March 31st and tuned in to local radio…and heard a bit of a musing about “some snow” — I shopped several big department stores but they mostly had spring clothes out. I found one flannel men’s neck scarf and one pair of burgandy wool gloves that had a ruffle at the wrist! I woike up in the hotel on April 1st to a raging blizzard! The snow was moving sideways and they ultimately got 20+ inches of snow! It’s a long story….but I sure will never forget that day! April is a fool indeed!
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We’ve had snow at Easter in the oast, but no snow to speak of since Lucas was born!
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I like the playfulness of this poem Kim – the rhythm and rhyme works well in expressing the temperamental nature of the seasonal transition between Winter and Spring. Fickle weather makes for finicky reactions/responses …. and in these difficult and disturbing times, you’ve captured the essence of longing and the wish for “past due” hope and brighter, warmer days, in all senses.
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Thank you, Pat.
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