Sunday, April 20, 2014

April

Daffodils under;
lace flung reckless to the cold,
bare green splayed.

What are you wearing?

Blades of grass act as informants;
buds heed innocent faces,
pretend to be plastic.

Winter is high on the lash;
sends April running to the lavatory,
licks speed from her hand.

I kiss. You stay kissed.

It will melt soon enough;
every bit squeezed, drowned,
trickled down, murmuring.



tk/April 2014


R.A.D. Stainforth enjoys a glass of wine...contemplates April...





*photo: Finland, 1968, by George F. Mobley



28 comments:

  1. A perfect poem about April! It's a wonderful month to write about. We have Spring, rain, flowers, Easter, Earth Day, and more!

    Love the lines " Blades of grass act as informants;
    buds heed innocent faces,
    pretend to be plastic."

    Loving your introduction to Spring Tess! And as usual R.A. Stainforth is great at reading it! He was born to be "beat" he's so cool! You and he are good together!

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    1. Thanks Bekkie...I wholeheartedly agree...he's way cool...very talented...and breathes life into my words...

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  2. We're all melting know...seems..

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  3. murmuring answers in daffodils... this is beautiful, Tess.

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  4. The feeling of this perfectly describes the month of April to me... What intrigues me is the feeling that not all about spring is good. Interesting write!

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  5. It will melt soon enough;
    every bit squeezed, drowned,
    trickled down, murmuring.

    I love these words..

    You have captured April perfectly.

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  6. love the last verse....soon enough things will dry out and be hot!

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  7. Well, April surely isn't the cruelest month, here.

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  8. 'It will melt soon enough'. I hope so, the scene looks bleak but your poem is everything but; an ode to renewal.

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  9. "Blades of grass act as informants" - love this image the most!

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  10. Any sensible bud would choose to be plastic in weather like this :-)

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  11. love the last few lines Tess...xx

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  12. April showers brought to life....beautiful Tess! :-)

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  13. The weather likes to play games on us
    as we wait for spring to sing..

    I always enjoy the reading..intense

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  14. There are spies abroad in the land, every tree, every bird carries the murmurings further........

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  15. Lace flung reckless to the cold, seems so fitting to what our spring is all about. Your words again, prove to be more alive than what mother nature is bringing forth!

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  16. April is a tough month with spring and winter in constant struggle.

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  17. Wow! ''Winter is high on the lash sending April running to the lavatory, licks speed from her hand''. And with RAD's accompanying reading this makes for a brilliant match. Tess, I'm in awe!

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    1. Thanks Helena...very fortunate to have him read my stuff...

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  18. My favorite part: "I kiss. You stay kissed."'

    *sigh*

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  19. When he says "you STAY kissed" I kinda feel like I have been....

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  20. I love the way those two single lines play in this. Like zooming in on individuals within the crowd. Yes.

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  21. I love the lines: "I kiss. You stay kissed./It will melt soon enough;" the hint of almost, but who knows. It made me think of control "I kiss. You stay kissed." But I might leave "soon enough."

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  22. Entire thing is gorgeous, but I think "I kiss. You stay kissed." is my favorite line.

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  23. Nice, but let's bring back the daffodils!

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Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
― O. Henry (and me)