Haiku: A fight
One whole April night
My starvation wrote haiku
While they were eating
Ronid Chingangbam
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Tough Titties
The Womens’ Libber
Said to the male chauvenist Pig
Tough Titties’
Written Monday April 2006
Ophelia Fanny
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Haiku ‘my April dance dance’
My April dance dance
spring is coming young again
- Hope in every chance
Peter S. Quinn
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#7 Haiku Gathering Nectar, Bees Sing
Gathering nectar
Bees sing in close harmony
Flower to flower
April,2007
A Poet Who Loves To Sing ….AlvesHolmes
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#265 Haiku Icy Fingers Of Winter
The dancing has stopped
Icy fingers of winter
Cling like sorrow’s tears
April 3,2008
Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
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Breaking up
Breaking up is a sharp pain to the heart
Breaking up is a feeling of sadness and a pain that won’t go away
Breaking up is a sign to let you know it’s your time to go
Breaking up is something you can’t run from
April 15 is a good time to be happy
April 15 is a lease that [...]
April
April, pride of woodland ways,
Of glad days,
April, bringing hope of prime,
To the young flowers that beneath
Their bud sheath
Are guarded in their tender time;
April, pride of fields that be
Green and free,
That in fashion glad and gay,
Stud with flowers red and blue,
Every hue,
Their jewelled spring array;
April, pride of murmuring
Winds of spring,
That beneath the winnowed air,
Trap with [...]
April Rain
The April rain, the April rain,
Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
Then from the furrow shoots the grain,
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers;
And in grey shaw and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again.
The April sun, the April sun,
Glints through the rain in fitful splendour,
And in grey shaw and woodland dun
The little [...]
Song
APRIL, April,
Laugh thy girlish laughter;
Then, the moment after,
Weep thy girlish tears!
April, that mine ears
Like a lover greetest,
If I tell thee, sweetest,
All my hopes and fears,
April, April,
Laugh thy golden laughter,
But, the moment after,
Weep thy golden tears!
William Watson
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A Sandy Beach In April
I stood on a sandy beach
on an April weekend.
The sun was shining bright
on each wave
that carried its reflection in.
The sky in the west
was filled with mottled clouds
and on occasional breaks;
the sun’s rays peaked through.
An easterly breeze
lifted the sand into little swirls
and carried them a short while
before depositing them down again,
as I walked along [...]