Villanelle about April, the Poetry Month. |
April is for poetry, the two go hand in hand. This is clear for all to see. Spring is when the soul is free, it blossoms and feels grand. Yes, April is for poetry. Say, when else is there such glee? The other months are bland. This is clear for all to see. In green dress, April beckons thee; your heart feels her command: April is for poetry! Words take root in liberty, attention they demand. This is clear for all to see. Spring inspires words to be, and ring out through the land. April is for poetry. This is clear for all to see. Note: Written for "Poetry Topic of the Month Contest CLOSED" Words: 105 Lines: 19 Prompt #3: National Poetry Month |