April
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Haiku 2024 #1
A grey April day
Waiting for the sun to shine
So the earth will smile
Susan Maree Jeavons
Keine Ratte steht tatsächlich über dem Gesetz
Gerechtigkeit muss blind, fair, gleich und roh sein
Für alle, in einer demokratischen Gesellschaft
I ain’t your April fool
Not your plaything anymore
Wrapped my heart with steel and wool
Sent you stomping out my door
Cause I ain’t your April fool
I’ve got thunder in my soul
Okay Whether Pagan or Not … ?
April Fools’ Day Has A PERMANENT Slot … !!!
The First of The Month Being …. “ That Date “ ….
But When It Comes To … “ FOOLS “ …
Nowadays I’m Saying … “ April Who “... ?!?
I looked out my window
On a dark April evening
And my heart lifted up.
One
Yellow
Pansy
Had bloomed,
Three Convenience store employees thought what they did was funny but I think it was cruel.Those Three people said that I won a thirty million dollar lottery and then yelled "April Fool".
Dear April-man,
Do you know
Why
April is the cruelest month?
I do.
Because it is when you took me
In your arms
In your bed
And I let you.
I let you.
Buzzing bees and blooming trees
have everyone aglow.
Sunny, cloudless skies give rise
to warmer days, I know.
Singing birds, and pretty words
about newly grassy greens,
Petals abud and puddles of mud
The smell of the fresh April air
Reminds me of this time, last year
The day seemed fair
But suddenly became my worst fear
I never meant what was said
A week before this
Our two bodies pressed up together
The warmth from his chest seizes my body
His hands glides from my shoulder to my back and up again
I am willfully intoxicated
In love with his very touch
The things that I'd change would be minds and heartsWhen the clock strikes the miracle hourThe peace that's been lostAt innumerable costsWould return with unity once ours
The skies darken
And around me
The pressure builds
With a burst, I feel
The first fat drops
Of rain as they begin to
Fall
Take me to the mountains so I don't drown in a wall,
Break my heart open so you can see it all,
I need a short while to see what’s over that hill,
I won’t ever rest unless I can get my fill,
You don't where I come from
You don't know what I've been through
You don't know how many nights I
Stayed up crying for you
You just think this is a game
But you're the one to realy blame
Running down a dirt street
With my bare feet
Holding on your hand
As tight as I can
And never letting go
Running from my past
And going to the future
Running through time ain't a bad crime
