April is bellicose.
Like an abusive lover he runs hot and cold
Each endearment paid in spades
Two days of bare feet and cotton erased by cold clouds
Sweeping away the mountain
Hemming in my world
Framing a cage of opaque walls
Amid protesting cries of birds
And weeping pepper trees
April doused the flaming camellia
Who flounted her bounty for a promise of warmth
and the brush of butterflies’ wings
April is fool’s gold
Lies, nothing but lies wrapped in orange blossoms
Or hung on wisteria falls swaying in the breeze.
April is the piper
Coming to collect his fee
With cold fingers and a blank soulless stare
He is the price for every touch
Every kiss of ephemeral heat
March has left on my skin.
Quelle puissance, quelle amertume!
Mai va arriver tout de suite, cherie.
Je suis ecoeuree! Il a fait si beau et aujourd’hui c’est tout efface et j’ai du remettre mes chaussettes! On n’est pas en Ecosse ici, il n’y a pas d’excuses… Je me calme. Tu as raison Mai va arriver.
Thanks for liking my poem Woodland Spirit. I love the imagery you created in April’s Fools.
I’m Following your blog, so I’ll be back.
Thank you for your kind words and thank you for following.
Don’t be so harsh on April. He’s a young man. He knows not what he does.
Is that the problem? My frustration is running high. Sigh. The days are getting longer but the rain or the cold, sometimes both, make it impossible to enjoy the season…and it’s a metaphor.
You have a male April… we in the south have the young woman. She’s hot and cold too, just in different ways
The nature of the beast, hey? I need to take it down a notch… but the nature of unbuttoned is to just let it rip when it wants to and well, it goes in all directions, damn the torpedoes.
They do have a habit of turning back 😉
True. I have felt the sting before but I am a slow learner… and I don’t listen very well.
Let ‘im have it, Em! April’s no friend of mine either. Young man, my ….!
Faker and a troublemaker. An half an inch of snow mid-week and frost yesterday morning…, more rain and no sun today either! OK, I had my rant and now I can get back to nice. X
Thank you for your support! I don’t feel so cranky now. 🙂