Penny's Poetry Blog

April Breath of Spring, Not come, but coming, In the air. Life of earth, not lived But living, Everywhere. Promises, not made, No...

April A black North Wind that chills New leaves and songs scarce sung; It was not so in Aprils When I was young. Thrush-notes and b...

Leafless April  Leafless April chased by light,     Chased by dark and full of laughter, Stays a moment in her flight     Where the w...

April If you had come away with me into another state we had been quiet together. But there the sun coming up out of the nothing bey...

April Weather If you could have a perfect day     To dream of when your life were done, Would you choose one all clear, all gay — ...

April The April winds are magical And thrill our tuneful frames; The garden walks are passional To bachelors and dames. The hedg...

Insanity Like a vivid hyperbole, The sun plunged into April's freshness, And struck its sparkling madness Against the barnlike de...