April: Ghazal

Hyacinth-hemmed, lilac-laden, the road to April's smile:

on a rain-wrecked day, I make this ode to April's smile.


A bouquet of thanks to the All-Capable Maker

of bright & lively things, who showed me April's smile!


For years I trudged through scorched & stinging sand,

but now there is refuge, an abode near April's smile.


I speak the goofball lingo of a grayhaired schoolboy:

amen & hallelujah! is my code for April's smile.


Her face (I almost said "her countenance")

is choicest wine. I am Bordeaux'd by April's smile!


An ever-fresh surprise, perpetually young!

I lift the sweet yoke, the easy load of April's smile.


Lasting treasure, prized beyond rubies & pearls:

no moth will devour, no rust corrode sweet April's smile.


My springtime star, my lyric light, my midnight moon:

Orion's belt has never glowed like April's smile!


Tom, gather your wits to praise Miss Primavera:

let fireworks blossom, let rosebuds explode at April's smile!

Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-05-20 at 08:11

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Very nice!

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
A laudable pean to a laudable month, and more than a month, a way of looking at month. We don't all see it so cheerily.



by Thomas DeFreitas