April Rain

 

April rain falls fresh as the morning dew
             which kisses the palest pink rose
where everything old seems suddenly new
              scintillating scents,where an April bloom grows

April's azure' sky's scheme stays boldly blue
            while willing wisps of wind softly blow
sparkling splashed leaves glow glassy green
                         Robins puffed proudly,their song to sing

and soft wet grass,feels cool beneath barefeet
                       ushering a renewal of springtime so sweet

Reviews

[Gandré]

I came again...to read your wonderful work.....this is amazingly beautiful and you've chosen the most perfect rose..... I love spring. My favorite lines were:
sparkling splashed leaves glow glassy green
Robins puffed proudly,their song to sing -------deep + alliteration -----head rhyme initial rhyme

[Fabian G. Franklin]

A amalgamation of alliteration; spring has sprung here in this piece, it's even attacked my allergies making me want to sneeze! lol A wonderful tribute to spring.

[vindictivesunshine]

Sounds like spring in full flight, and yet perfectly still. This poem is quite a tapestry.

[emmajoy]

Every line is fresh, pure, sincere and true = very beautiful. You've really caught the month in a few words yet said so much.

' sparkling splashed leaves glow glassy green ' = what a lilting, lovely phrase.

[Salvatore Buttaci]

I particularly like the sounds of this poem. I always equate the s sound to joy and spring!

[Gandré]

oh, this was such an innocent sweet pooem. Loved it !

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Beautiful!!!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Such tender and vivid imagery... i can smell the fresh scent of the warm rain now, nothing like it... very beautiful work.

[Jinx's Heart]

Wow! Your descriptions are so very vivid. I could feel that cold, spring grass under my feet. Very well written! Great work. :)