April leaving

Poem thirty for April. The poetry month.

                    April leaving

Blossom by Blossom dear Spring begin to appear.

The month of April is leaving us soon.

The ancient poets called April,

the month of confusion.

In the month of April,

we never  know what the weather can be.

She is like fickle lover who can be angry, kind or misty.

I love the days of April,

watching the rose bush being reborn and the Tulips appearing.

I adore the apple blossoms blooming at full force.

Our earth, becoming a garden of beauty.

I can hear the hopeful birds singing and we get a taste of warm days.

April is a exquisite month,

old mother Winter is fading away and

the children can run and play again.

May is coming with a promise of warm days.

April leaving,

the canvas of perfect green is covering our earth and

the flowers are beginning to reach for the sun in joy.

Coyote

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Dave]

As I read this, belatedly, May is now upon us. The promises of April are now the fruition found in May. All that you hope for, are here, in abundance. The daffodils, came early, as they do, but now the azaleas, with a profusion of colors light up the side of the house. I think Spring is my favorite month.
Take care - Dave

[Coyote Poetry]

I love the Spring days too Dave. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Patricia Wedel]

The month of April is full of sighs... when we venture
out to explore the wee buds of hope and renewal.
Now we can play in May with sunny warm winds and
listen to the rain when flowers bloom... lovely poetry.
gently, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Pat. May days are here. We need to enjoy them and thank you dear pat for reading and the comment.

[Laura Kate]

Such a lovely write of hope and joys of renewal and positivity :) I like that you respect April despite its unpredictability. For that is the nature of nature... is it not? Unpredictable creativity and birth. Finding comfort and growth in the collision of confusions. I have also admired the beauty of the blossom trees over here, too. We have April showers amongst the sunshine and it disrupts everyone's plans, but as Bob Marley says - some people feel the rain, others just get wet. I enjoyed this very much. Laura.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Laura. It is becoming beautiful in Michigan. The green is back and May is here. Hello from Michigan.

[Kerra]

What a wonderful write here, I am in hopes of warmer days ahead.

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too dear Kerra. Here in Michigan. We never know what is coming or going. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Kerra]

No problem sir...

[Poetic Beauty]

I despise winter. For me it is barren, freezing and depressing with its lack of color.

Spring always gives me a sense of love hope and rejuvenates my souls with it’s beautiful colors unfolding.

I love the scenes you have painted in this poem about the tulips blooming and the apple blossoms blossoming. Life in nature is being born again!!

[Coyote Poetry]

We need Winter in Michigan. Need the cold weather for the apple trees and many other food grow in Michigan. Some vegies need frozen ground. Hello dear friend and thank you for reading and the comment.

[Poetic Beauty]

Oh I know winter is need for something; I simply need to move south lol

[Chris Shaw]

I am admiring your stupendous efforts in poetry for the month of April. A poem a day has to be applauded. I love how you describe April as a fickle lover. That is exactly what she is. Gentle one minute and spiteful the next. Changing seasons, April is goodbye to winter and welcome to spring. Wonderful poetry. Love this poem.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris. We welcome April and she can trick us. Hello from Michigan.

[Einstein Noodle]

well done John! I admire your commitment to the month of Poetry ... I could never write a poem a day .. I would be a mess trying to. :))))))))))))) you describe the month of "confusion" to a tee. Really am warmed by you bringing the children into the many scenes your words inspire in me. One thing age blesses us with, if we a lucky, is that we slow down and have the time to watch as the Earth unfolds moment by moment once awakened from Winter's deep. The forest surrounding my little cabin is almost woven tight. Soon I will only be able to see 20 maybe 30 feet into her ... this is my first read this morning and you filled me ol' heart with gladness and gratitude. Can't wait for the coming sunrise! :)
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

Good morning my friend. I love when the world turned green. The grandchildren need a warm day to escape and run. Thank you for reading and the comment. Your home sounds wonderful.

[Einstein Noodle]

oh .. i like it .. secluded and quiet .. and yes .. children need those days more than any .. :)

[Ruth]

Ah, the promise of Spring leading to summer brings such wonderful peace of mind and heart to so many :) Beautifully woven dear Coyote - may the months arriving bring warmth and brightness your way :) Stay well my friend...

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Ruth and thank you for reading and the comment. I am hoping for some warm days.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Beautiful 🤩 love it
I was playing some Simon and Garfunkel on my Bluetooth on Spotify as I read this and put on ‘April come she will ‘after I read then read again
Beautiful xx
Hope you well

[Coyote Poetry]

I love the song "April come she will". Hello dear Julie for reading and the comment. This April in Michigan. We had hot days, snow and ice and a lot of rain.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Wow that’s great weather a bit if everything like Nz lol
Anyway we in autumn here had a good summer love summer best and our days now not cold yetonly a few nights cold as yet
Days average 20 to 28 c

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Sorry not 28 around 25 top here

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

I’m now listening to their dangling conversation song poem one of my faves

[Betty Hermelee]

I like your analogy of fickle April to us humans, who can also be very fickle at times. But, more than that, I like you imagery and words describing a kind of re-birth of nature becoming "A garden of beauty"...and not only the green, but in addition, the birds and their sweet songs...we await May with all its warmth.
Lovely!!!
Best, B.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Betty for reading. April and May. The earth come alive and we can appreciate and enjoy.

[Betty Hermelee]

My two fav months! Thanks for sharing! Best, B