Acrostic April Poems | Acrostic Poems About April

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Spring is the best time to play.
Outstanding performances don't go unnoticed.
Cards are used for warnings or send-offs.
Creativity is a key role.
Everyone participates on or off the field.
Referees are important.

Copyright © Samuel Hernandez | Year Posted 2015

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Awakening from a frozen slumber, nature erupts in a
Plethora of colors, scents and sounds.
Rainy days come and go and sometimes produce a rainbow to
Ignite our fancy after winter's drab gray.
Life is renewed as the warmth of Spring replaces the nagging cold.


Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2015

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Your Eyes

 (Dedicated to Folake)

Your eyes, woman
are like twilight rainbow
amorously bearing aloft passions of mine
toward androcytic ecstacy.
They tell of endless lights.

Night skies clarion the warmth of you
keep me balled-up till
i am tilted to your adorned essence.

May I call up words to adore you,
agglomerate them into a panoply of worshippers
unsandalled before you
like Moses at the burning bush.
And now you seem to fall asleep
but you tell me it's the heavy night
bidding toward a sunny dawn
wherein our love is lighted.

Slowly I let you fall asleep
impatient with the long night
waiting to gaze once more
into the eyes of my lovely love.

Then a lip is placed on yours
and you rouse up wide-eyed
smiling at my romantic move.
We enjoyed the night, cruising on.

Copyright © Onis Sampson | Year Posted 2013

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Ardently, she sweeps away weary winter,
Preening her plumage, the year's infant peacock;
Rivers swell and rise, heavy life breasts.
Incandescent, she fires earth's darkness, sparking spring's fuse,
Liberating ice-encapsulated souls, warmth starved.

© Faye Lanham Gibson, August 8, 2015

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2015

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April Showers

A ll have anticipated rainy days
P purifying
R rejuvenating
I inch by inch all living things
L let us give thanks
S sing praises to the Most High
H heavenly Creator of all things
O n earth, in our universe.
W e need not know or see all things
E each already have his or her work cut out
R rest assure there's silent reward
S search the scriptures, and see Solomon's soliloquy.


Copyright © Iris Elizabeth Sankey-Lewis | Year Posted 2015

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At this time of the year spring
prevails and the tulips grow
resplendent, as rich colors
infiltrate patches of white,
like jewels set in the snow.

Written by Emile born April 29, for “Birth Month Acrostics - Poetry Contest”.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

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In the Sea

                In the Sea

     Turbulent was not the sea, on April 10,1912 
          Wonderful largest liner floated safely
     Inspired by luxurious ocean voyage affluent passengers sailed happily
     Tension-free ship was suddenly struck on April 12 by hidden ice berg.   
     Walls were not strongly built to avoid holes
     Abrupt rush of water flow flooded the deck causing ship wreck
     Not enough life boats to accommodate in saving all innocent helpless souls
     Ill-fated Titanic sank,
    Captain Smith prayed till last breath with choked throat
     Rescue -shipCarpathia reached too late to rescue.
        A very few life boats were still afloat.


Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2015

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April shows up in a rush
Precipitation falls in such a gush
Raindrops hit my head
Indignantly I shake them away
Looking for cover in any way

Copyright © Carmen Penchi aka Sunshine | Year Posted 2016

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April My Love

Assured to find a muse
Penmenship must be at its best
Relaxation and motivation is needed
Inspirations will be its bounty
Let the world discover its tale

Tribute To All Poets

Remember April Is 
Poetry Month 
May You All Find That Muse

Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2009

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 A- April's National Poetry Month
 P- Part of every year
 R- Ready for it's heart felt punches
 I-  It's rarely not held dear
 L- Love is what it brings to me
           "April" is my favorite month out of the year

My name is Ruth Courtney and my first poem on Poetrysoup was APRIL, I wrote it in April my second poem posted GOODLUCK was honored as a highlighted poem right after.  I enjoy Poetry Soup contests, mail and conversing with fellow soupers.

Copyright © Courtney Courtney | Year Posted 2012

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falling as iam

A land far far away
With its great splendid
The daylight that brightens the way
Thrived passing all the dry seasons

Nothing,but a tree on the wayside
Had brought significance to the land
Deep beneath the soil it's roots abide
Stands tall for people to see

A shelter to the birds of the air 
And the beast of the earth
Moreover the storms did it bear
Lo,there it stands unstirred

There on the roots sprouted a plant
Yet,nothing could ever see
Grew with water so scant
But ungrugitate the wealth of the tree

For all the stroams that hit
And floods that made it drowned 
Was it safe under it
It grew and grew

Not long did it last 
Soon was the tree cut
Left alone weeping in the dust
Laid the plant

O what happy days under the sun did it think
Had it become to late to realize 
There lying dead,the young plant

Copyright © Simon Roshan | Year Posted 2016

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Always trying to fit in, where even water is a stranger
Poetry, my sweet remedy
Reading, writting my joy in which to escape
In my own little world I see Paula kissing me
Loving her with such passion, and devotion

Enter fear not my screaming soul
Leave all, let yourself in my shoes
Even the happiest heart will mourn
Vacant are the halld of my heart, for she is a jelous artist
Equally I too wish to hang her art upon my heart
Nevermind the passing of time
Timid is the soul that lives with in
Hear my words, hear my heart speak unto you

Nothing can change his past
Invoke my inner poet and love will speak "Paula"
Never looking back for a path revised is a change in whom you are
Elevating a step higher always having her in mind
Time itself can be held to a pause, as he speaks
Escape into my vision, see not the globe for greean, but for beauty
Erase, delete my past, but a witness can never forget
Night falls into his poetic verses, yet he goes on

Elastic are are ways of seeing his path
Insight, always looking into his future
Generous to his kin
Humble to praise his King
Tone, a voice of an angel, persuasive and smooth
Young and strong, leaping is his scene
Ending all his work in her name
Invisible yet full of color is his passionate imagery
Giving all of his heart he fights to retain his soul mate
Honorable verses for they draw many breaths
Time again paused to his choice, he lives for her

Copyright © Edward Orozco | Year Posted 2009

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Cherish The April Occasion

A-s you cherish the April occasion, 
P-erfect time comes so fast; 
R-ainy night has just turned
I-nto a sunny morn at

J-oyful feeling is caused, 
A-pril twenty-fourth day; 
N-ew dawn has broken, 
E-vening chill fades away.

A-s you cherish the April occasion, 
L-onely dusk turns to light; 
V-iew in the sky is blue, 
E-arly sunrise is in

E-ach and every moment
L-ongs to bring much elation; 
I-n your heart, mind, and soul, 
C-herish the April

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017

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Spring is Coming Soon

Soon I’ll be sneezing.
Plenty of tissues in hand.
Rather than sniffing
In the fresh air.
Naps with Benedryl
Give some relief.

Injections for allergies
Simply caused more grief.

Crazed with discomfort and
Options so few,
My nose needs a miracle
If one comes in view. 
Newly cut 
Grass is a big achoo, too.

Spring is the culprit that
Outjinxes me.
Often I wish that
New blooms were scent free.

March 23, 2017

Copyright © Deb Adams | Year Posted 2017

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Joy In April

A-fter the dusk has vanished, 
P-ouring rain fades into the night; 
R-ise of the sun begins,
I-t's a lovely morning

J-ust let the new day break, 
O-n sunny Sunday dawn; 
Y-our birthday has come, as the shadows are gone.

L-onely evening will fade,
O-nce the twilight is through; 
R-adiant rays are glowing
I-n the sky wide and blue.
C-louds above don't gather, as the lanes are bright; 
A-pril seventeenth is fine, for it sets things aright.

C-old chill of the wind
L-ets the sun warm you; 
E-arly fog is nowhere in sight, 
O-nly the clean air in view.
F-air weather stays the same, allowing the delight to thrill; 
E-ventful big celebration creates the joy in April.

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017

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One Beautiful April Thirteen

I-n the sky the lane is clear, 
N-ew light is in good view; 
D-awn has just broken, 
A-nother nice gift for

P-retty morn and sunrise
A-re there to be seen; 
C-elebrate your birthday, 
O-ne beautiful April

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017