Ah, April

Sorry for the unplanned hiatus!

Our internet is  'half' back.

It's blinking on and off while I'm trying to post this 

so if silence returns to the Porch that's why...

Here is a poem I wrote to bid April farewell

Ah, when we met you wore a threadbare robe of russet-gray

Now, when we part, your garb of green nigh-steals my breath away

Somewhere, my dear, between hello and farewell’s beating wing

You broke the seal that held at bay the bud bursting with spring

Ah, you were such a weather-beaten beggar when you came

Now heads are turning, hearts are burning with hope’s flower-fame

Ah, April, seems that you deserve more credit than you get

Where your ground-breaking, soul-awakening is wild and wet

Ah, artist’s overlook you in their ‘Magnus Opus’ Quest

But there is something about you that outshines all the rest

Where, dressed in modest Duty, kind, you tend to nature’s tasks

Showcasing spring’s stark Beauty before blossom breaks bud’s flasks

Ah, April, you’re a looker, in case no one tells you so

I fall in love with you and could not bear to see you go

Save for the flora-bundance poised like joy-banners unfurled

Because of you, the trail-blazer to every summer’s world

© Janet Martin