April poetry tucked away in my backpack
Driving along in my Honda CRV I see a stop sign up ahead
For some silly reason it unlocks memories that were suposedly left for dead
Memories of lost love and devastating hurt
Why would I choose to go there again after I've regained my pride and climbed out of that sinkhole dirt?
The stop sign warns of a detour coming in sight
I think I'll take that road to a new beginning. A brand new inner light
May's new moon is approaching soon
The April showers will end and May flowers will be in full bloom
The sweet aroma fills up my senses
Aha springtime invites me to open all old pent up defenses
The sun is shining through my sunroof as I drive an unknown course
I feel enthusiastic and happy. No looking back at the past. No feelings of sad remorse
P.N. A new day is dawning for me
I feel alive and free
Of course my muse hates the sun
So musey is on the run
" Good riddance " I say
Come winter musey will return for another day
But I plan to be in Florida soaking up the warm sunray
Lyric, you fill up my senses.
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My muse is constantly bugging me to take her south to lay in the sun on sandy beaches in Florida. Maybe I will. The election blues have got to go!
We had a stormy night lasting throughout the night and morning. Watching the rain and lightening reminded me that stormy days will always come and go, and there will be sunny days following.
This is a fun response from a writing challenge, " The Encounter " By Genna East