April showers come steady and soft
falling
from the vanilla sky, as indelible these poems
continue
to form themselves on paper
for a week maybe more,
tell me, hey, what’s the news from your bed
it’s hard to keep up
since
my mind is preoccupied,
so what if the wind is smoother than water?
So what if twilight whispers, the inebriated and sober
intermingled,
the serenity of the day is nothing
compared
to the adrenaline rush that writing everyday gives me,
my words kissing the clouds,
a violet hue
who do you need? nobody
you’re lucky nobody’s around
with a pillow propped on top of my bed I continue
this month-long journey
as April showers come steady and soft
falling
from the vanilla sky.
Photo credits: Fleur Treurniet, Unsplash
Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads
28 Responses
A beautiful view point. Propped up in bed engaged in the passion of writing poetry- as only you can. 😇
Thank you so much, Vivian 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This is lovely, the images so vivid. I can hear that April shower,
Thank you so much, Ellecee 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I love everything about this Sanaa! And fine poetry it is.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
so what if the wind is smoother than water?
So what if twilight whispers, the inebriated and sober
intermingled… Beautiful descriptions!
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Beautiful…love the vanilla sky!
Thank you so much, Panchali 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This is a soft and easy poem, Sanaa. Delightful to read. Thank you.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I love how you define this solitary space of writing, delving into the sense of one’s own individuality — it is indeed lucky to have nobody around. 🙂
Thank you so much, Anmol 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Propped up and writing poetry….that is a great way to create… Love this!
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love how you captured such a strong voice of a poet, alone and unafraid. Bold work and beautifully written. Thanks for sharing!
Thank you so much, Isadora 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt) 🌹
lucky nobody’s around, with pillow propped up… (that literally is me some nights… (I wrote about it 🙂
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
(Yes, I read just now 🙂 it’s lovely!)
A beautiful opening line, Sanaa! I love the indelible poems forming themselves on paper, the wind smoother than water and whispering twilight, and the adrenaline rush of words kissing clouds. How gorgeous that it’s all wrapped up in April showers falling from the vanilla sky!
Awwww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️
Gorgeous, beautiful, fanciful, sweet … I run out of adjectives.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love that vanilla sky!
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Oh, how you witness the wonder of writing thirty-in-thirty! Wonderful!
Thank you so much, Frank 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️