Today marks the very first day of April. Last night, temperatures lurked near freezing, but on the way to the pond, we saw budding hyacinths, daffodils, and the first leaves of tulips pushing their way out of the ground.
Today also marks the beginning of the National Poetry Month with a challenge: To write a poem a day through the month of April. As we cautiously move past Covid restrictions, I'm not quite sure I'm ready. Perhaps this month will bring more haiku forms than longer verses, but that exercise each day of opening up to the possibility of a poem is intriguing. Writing poetry can be an act of reflection, of becoming more aware of what is around you and what is within. I shall begin. Will you join me?
Dreaming into Spring
Was winter this year and lastso long that I could not remember
the color of the pond
underneath all that ice?
Even the sun seemed frozen in the sky.
Time stopped, as I counted the days
into weeks, hoping that routine would ease
our self-imposed isolation.
Now masks off, like the first flowers of spring,
long dormant, we stick out our heads,
wrinkle our noses, and sniff in all directions,
celebrating anew old friends and old places revisited,
exploring what once carried such risk.
Yesterday, we simply stayed at home.
Today and tomorrow, all the tomorrows ahead,
we dream of possibility.
Check out resources for National Poetry Month at the Academy of American Poets. Join Robert Brewer, of Writer's Digest, and learn more about his poetry challenge (PAD poem-a-day!) by going HERE or to discover his Day 1 poetry prompt, go HERE. Explore and share your poems! Spring is nearly here.
Seagrass from Pixabay
LOVE your poem Beth! "We stick out our our heads, wrinkle our noses, and sniff in all directions." You catch our trembling steps back into the world of friends! EXCELLENT and inspiring! You are a master wordsmith. Keep them coming!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sandy! I hope to. One day at a time! May April inspire you!
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