Showing posts with label April. Show all posts
Showing posts with label April. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 9, 2019

When Robins Start To Sing...


 A Worship-walk...
that's what last evening felt like as earth was tucked beneath twilight's burnished wing
and it made me squawk sing and want to write a really nice April-hymn!






Something begins to stir
When robins start to sing
Earth’s winter canvas starts to blur
With whispered hints of spring

…as beam of sun ignites
The babble in the brook
And dream of picnic-joy delights
Like pictures in a book

Stark,threadbare hillside-cots
Are ready for a throw
Of violets and forget-me-nots
And apple-blossom snow

…where bulbs and buds are primed
With orchestras of bloom
Creation’s Magnum Opus timed
Within a perfect loom

…while we, with eager eyes
Peer ardently into
An afternoon of silver sighs
Soft-fringed with gold and blue

…knowing beneath its vim
Trembles a hymn of green
The theater of barren limb
Nigh-bursting at its seam

Where spartan solitude
On April’s modest wing
Is like Nature’s simple prelude
Before anthems of spring

...when the Maestro's baton
Signals to common strings
Then from woodland, field, stream, pond, lawn
A world of worship rings

© Janet Martin



Psalm 148

Psalm 148

Praise the Lord.
Praise the Lord from the heavens;
    praise him in the heights above.
Praise him, all his angels;
    praise him, all his heavenly hosts.
Praise him, sun and moon;
    praise him, all you shining stars.
Praise him, you highest heavens
    and you waters above the skies.
Let them praise the name of the Lord,
    for at his command they were created,
and he established them for ever and ever—
    he issued a decree that will never pass away.
Praise the Lord from the earth,
    you great sea creatures and all ocean depths,
lightning and hail, snow and clouds,
    stormy winds that do his bidding,
you mountains and all hills,
    fruit trees and all cedars,
10 wild animals and all cattle,
    small creatures and flying birds,
11 kings of the earth and all nations,
    you princes and all rulers on earth,
12 young men and women,
    old men and children.
13 Let them praise the name of the Lord,
    for his name alone is exalted;
    his splendor is above the earth and the heavens.
14 And he has raised up for his people a horn,
    the praise of all his faithful servants,
    of Israel, the people close to his heart.

Wednesday, April 3, 2019

The Winds of April

PAD Challenge day 3: For today’s prompt, write an animal poem. The poem could be about an animal. Or it could just mention an animal in passing. Or include an animal in your title and fail to mention the animal once in your poem. Your poem, your rules.





The winds of April vex, beguile
One day they rage, the next they smile
One day a lynx, ferocious, wild
The next a kitten purring, mild
One day a stomping, snorting ram
The next a romping little lamb
One day a bear, growling for grub
The next a playful, carefree cub
One day a mad dog, shaking the land
The next a puppy licking your hand

© Janet Martin

Thursday, April 19, 2018

I Thought I Saw a Butterfly...



Out of the corner of my eye
I thought I saw a butterfly
But it was only last year’s autumn leaf
Cartwheeling by

Out of the corner of my ear
I thought I heard a rain-cloud tear
But it was just a snowflake’s
Somersaulting leer

Out of the corner or my nose
I thought I sniffed a whiff of rose
But it was only my imagination
On its tippy-toes

Out in the corner of yon mead
I thought the green of spring had spread
But it was just a pretty picture in a poem
That I read

Out of the corner of my eye
I thought I saw a butterfly
But it was only last year’s autumn leaf
Cartwheeling by


© Janet Martin

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

For 'Weathered' Winterlings








Don't be too blue, love
Though it is still cold
Earth is a big bud
About to unfold

Don't mourn the moments
We cannot retrieve
Spring gives good reason
To simply Believe

Spotless track-record
Though Her feet may stray
Springtime has never
Forgotten the way

Sooner or later
Green-gold-purple-blue
Will run like a river
Where winter passed through 

Janet~





Monday, April 16, 2018

Speaking Out For April!


Some more 'for-the-record-book shots' of a mid-April snow-day!







 But now, on April's behalf I beg!!!

Find her a fairy with wands made of cherry-bloom
Fix her a halo of silk sun-spun gold
Toss her a silver-mist mantle; a candle
Held to a hollow where violets unfold

Sing her a florist with daffodil havens
Fight for her right to umbrellas and such
Give her an apron; pockets full of rain-song
To waken bracken and furrow’s first dust

Shake a firm finger at old, Old Man Winter
Smoking his pipe in some sky belvedere
Tapping out ashes in big, white, wet splashes
Laughing as if he has nothing to fear    

Woo the warm zephyr too timid to venture
Over the sheen of pristine shiver-hue
Shout out a piece of your mind to the cold, bold
Philanderer of diamonds waiting to be dew

Daydream a picnic on green-meadow blankets
Fancy spring frocks of lilac and willow
Listen to catch the faint tolling of bluebells
Ringing in woodlots still covered with snow

Take a big heart and fill it with good wishes
Break it apart like a bud full of leaf
Whisper a picture of brooks filled with fishes
Forgive the maker of April’s mischief      

Croon a tune soft with pink inkling of summer
Kiss her a promise of tulip-pansy
Fluster the bluster of dusk’s dark-eyed busker
Standing on crocus shoots fiddling for free  

Tell Her a story of bare-footed children
Flower shaped founts for bumbling bumblebees
Hollyhock hollows and butterfly gardens
Beg Old Man Winter to take a nap, please

© Janet Martin


 This, version two of this poem, is a little bittersweet
 because version one, while I cooked supper 
was back-spaced to extinction by darling grandson(15 mos. old) and replaced with a row of zeros!
Version one had flowed from my fingers like a blind painter,
while version two, clawed from memory feels like shards of color not quite correctly arranged!
 But I feel like someone should speak out on April's behalf so I could not leave it 'unspoken':)

oh, and how's about cranking up a good picnic song?!