'April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers...'
~ Edna St Vincent Millay
Yay, another NaPoWriMo begins!
Today's prompt is to write a poem in the style of Kay Ryan, but I find this too difficult, so I'm going with yesterday's early bird prompt of writing a haibun.
Observations on April
April comes on like a blush, the first flush of the year's love. Each day begins with a buoyancy. The sky is blue again, benevolent. The days ahead beckon yellow, open and sun-clad. Sliver of a new moon adorns the sky on this first April night like a diamond earring, or some gracious, celestial smile. A promise. Everything begins here.
Season of new songs
trees glitter in the distance