A Poem for the Middle of the Week (Thursday): “April”

(Original Art Digital by FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia)

Winding roads that flow like streams

of boiling water,

so quietly they seem,

yet as strange as children’s dreams.

Images of leaves and flowers float on by,

as do the echoes of old winter songs,

and everything that they had longed

for turns into a piece of something

floating by…

Winding streams now look like roads on ancient maps.

No winding water, it’s just plastic,

that bleeds upon the gentle skin of our green Earth

like menstrual cycles,

that make life impossible and inversely quite possible,

in time.

Yes,

all in time…

Winding through a maze of asphalt and of water

dark with tar,

and seeking April,

as some are seeking love.

Seeking sunshine,

like a golden dove

that flies in springtime

over a cloudy sea,

while we wait for lazy summers,

you and me…

C.2021, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 29 APR 2021, Valencia, Spain

10 comments

  1. spwilcen · 15 Days Ago

    Swift imagery but I’m lost on this one.

  2. Francisco Bravo Cabrera · 15 Days Ago

    Well… I was thinking about the passing of time, things, seasons…

  3. Easymalc · 15 Days Ago

    Now that you’ve explained your thoughts I can put a ‘like’ to it 🙂

  4. markbierman · 15 Days Ago

    Well done, Francisco.

  5. Brad Osborne · 15 Days Ago

    Beautiful verse, my friend. I especially love the phrase “seeking April”!

  6. azurea20 · 14 Days Ago

    Abril siempre ha sido un mes que se ha prestado al poema. Me gusta. Salud.

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