Winsome April Day
A pale of spreading green
Fresh from earth’s inner need
Where she keeps her secrets
Talking to all green things
On some winsome April day
Unfurl your new banners
Against the lingering grey
Unhinge the sun, chase the shade
Freshen the sweet air
And let the smiling breezes blow
Soft, supple reaching heavenward
Fingers of green bud, break open
Into canopies cover, hover, Azure shells make spring birds,
and all the leafy creatures that Surround soft supple shades
For the world has turned ‘round again.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
