4.01.2017

April the Fool

Only a fool would rise
not long before noon
on the first of April
greeted by new snow
pounding headache
deadlines at work
family obligations
daily news nightmares
all the pressures of living
yet exclaiming It’s April!
Let’s get going writing poems!
Swallow aspirin
drink coffee
write


April is National Poetry Month! Fool that I am, not sure I can manage a poem every day but let’s see what happens. This one is marginally responsive to Brendan's tarot prompt.
 
The Real Toads are hosting a new prompt every day in the Imaginary Garden to inspire the writing of poems. Please join us!