Friday, April 1, 2011

April's Back

April’s back but we still lack strong signs of Spring.
The frost still clings to door and hinge and roof.
Most morning skies are overcast with vast
Black bellies under. We need the thunder, drenching
Rain to gain a foothold in this season,
Keen to see more green where drab brown lawn lies
Tawdry under Autumn’s dried-up, shriveled leaves.


  1. I very much like the use of internal rhyme-echoes here -- back/lack, Spring/clings, under/thunder, overcast/vast, rain/gain, etc. It makes the poem crackle and rumble a bit.

  2. I, too, find such internal rhymes most pleasing, especially when reading the poem out loud to myself, or finding another poet echoing same. Makes it doubly so.