
April dresses up
Seasonal springtime dance
Cherry blossom pink
Haiku
#NaPoWriMo 2019—Day 15–Off Prompt

April dresses up
Seasonal springtime dance
Cherry blossom pink
Haiku
#NaPoWriMo 2019—Day 15–Off Prompt

April sends her showers
Soft soil gives way to bring
Red Tulips in Spring
Haiku
NaPoWriMo Day 8–Off Prompt

Miss Moody March marches merrily
Away again as April approches and
Rises, returning resplendently radiant
Cancelling cold, creating colorful, cheery
Happy, hopeful habitats. Hallelujah!
Acrostic


Today brings to an end the April Poem a Day Challenge. This was my second year of participation and I have greatly enjoyed it!
Since I have been writing a Poem a Day for over one year, writing a poem a day was not that big of a challenge to me anymore,
therefore, I chose to challenge myself further this month by not only writing a poem a day, but to also write a different form of poem each day,
plus I also chose to create some form of artwork daily for each poem.
It was a challenge–but one I really enjoyed!!
Many thanks to NaPoWriMo 2014 and WD 2014 PAD Challenge for their daily prompts which often inspired me!
[NaPoWriMo–Day 30–Farewell poem] [April 2014 PAD Challenge–Day 30–Closing poem]
Why don’t they listen?
Why can’t they see?
Time and time again I tell them,
Why don’t they believe me?
I tell them the truth,
Things for their own good.
Yet, they ignore what I say
Or treat it as a falsehood.
I love them so much,
It really hurts me to see,
Them reject the wisdom of my way,
And receive a life of misery.
–God
Leona J Atkinson
04-30-13
Morning light has come,
Through tender mercy of God.
Dayspring from on high.
Haiku–based on Luke 1:78
Leona J. Atkinson
04-29-13
Red is favored many a time ,
But how can I choose it over lime?
And orange, I really like a lot,
But purple’s great too, is it not?
Yellow is so bright and cheery,
Pink delights when I’m feeling dreary,
Blue calms me with it’s gentle hue,
Yet a light shade of green does that too!
The glitter of gold I love to see,
But the shine of silver is also special to me.
Black has it’s place, as does brown,
How can I possibly choose a color to crown?
Picking a favorite is to hard for me,
For I like them all, as you can see.
Therefore, the choice I’ll leave undone,
For there’s just too many colors to focus on one.
Leona J. Atkinson
04-28-13