I signed up for the NaPoWriMo for poetry month. I will write a poem a day, although I cannot promise that I will post them all here. Yet, to celebrate this crazy idea, here is No.1:
Through steady rain fall
I hear bird song, staccato
on April’s Fool Day
Day 2: (2nd April)
The rabbits floated on a makeshift boat
White-purple sky reflected on water.
Surely, I was one of them. What coat,
brown, black or white? It did not matter.
It is enough to say we were many,
a group of dreamers and wanna-bees.
Pure play: pretend father, mother, baby -
our nagging worries had butterfly wings.
I cooked you a star-soup and you drank it.
It could have been the only nourishment
on the whole tenement - our secret.
"Make us real" I whispered to the wind
and the magic of love blew my mind-
for a moment I'd never forget.