April’s Fool
With a red winged brush
spring paints. Golden blooms
star yesterday’s snow.
Muddy canvas greens.
With birdsong hope and
bud-swell promises
all you need to know
you might never learn.
Always April comes.
Even to fools who
do not recognize
what they always need.
It is Open Link Night at D’Verse. I haven’t managed a poem here lately. This one I had started for the April Fool’s Day Haibun Monday but it turned into a quadrille with nowhere to go and then I got even busier. Go by the pub where Frank is serving and the villanelle challenge is still on.
Oh but April is something I never would miss.
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We need April.
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Nice lines: “all you need to know
you might never learn” That does concern me as well.
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If we can admit it maybe we’ve learned enough.
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There is a life lesson here. Many of us search for the meaning of life during every breath taken. As each lifetime approaches winter, we only possess nuggets of truth, mere pieces of the puzzle.
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Yep, but we think we can we think we can with each returned spring.
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This is deeply philosophical!
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It can be read that way. Thank you for reading!
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Those of us in the northern hemisphere who bemoan winter nonetheless have the assurance April will come, and with it wonderful welcome Spring!
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Ah, the always of April… even when it comes in May, or June.
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Spring comes even to the fools. And what a fool is a person who doesn’t notice. Love the signs of spring in your poem, D.
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Thanks D.!
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What a great ending!
Always April comes.
Even to fools who
do not recognize
what they always need.
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Thanks. I like quadrille it brings it to an end before too long.
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Bang! strong ending!
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It’s the only way.
Thanks for coming by.
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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I’m so pleased that you finished your April Fool’s Day haibun, even if it did turn into a quadrille with nowhere to go! I enjoyed the personification and painterly colours of spring in this one, the way ‘Golden blooms star yesterday’s snow’ and the ‘bud-swell promises’.
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I’ve been nothing but false starts all month it feels like so yes, it is good to have wrung something from your fine prompt. Maybe because it started life as a maybe haibun each line is five syllables, an added constraint to the quadrille.
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I like the thought provocation of “all you need to know you might never learn”. Isn’t that the truth!
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Or you learn it and forget it. I had some idea long these lines and some lines in mind then forgot it. This is what I could retrieve. All good, spring is here.
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This sparked some wonderful thoughts for me D. How do we ever know if we know all we need to? and for me, the other side of that is my belief that, if we are “awake” to life, we are learning every day. So one can never reach a point of knowing “all” we need, because our needs are constantly in flux, owing to the impact of the outside world. Well, I just went off the deep end there… sorry! Beautiful poem, I enjoyed it D! 🙂
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I think your interpretation is pretty spot on, and I am gratified to have sparked your thoughts and sent you off the deep end. Thank you!
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Always April comes. . .some are too foolish to notice or to appreciate it.
Obviously, your poem just needed to rest a bit before it bloomed.
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April showers and flowers are here, and birds. Yep, might’s well enjoy it, celebrate it, hoe it and grow it, it’s here. It’s all good. Thank you for noticing the bloom.
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You’re welcome!
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