Happy, happy April!!
For today's prompt, write a foolish poem.
I love clipping branches in mid-March
then bringing them indoors to watch them unfold!
(Pussy-willow, bridal wreath and apple boughs!)
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Foolish to pout, fume, fuss/cuss and fret
Spring never has lost its way yet
Foolish to leap before we look
Then rue the foolish leap we took
Foolish to think if we veto
The truth somehow it isn't so
Foolish to trust in the façade
Of dust to dust, rather than God
Foolish to live as if the soul
Was nothing but a donut hole
Foolish to wish for what once was
and miss What Is,
in wishing's Because
Foolish to lament growing old
While licking cones of moment-gold
Foolish to scorn the wisdom of
Janet Martin
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!