Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking.
Why else would the springtime falter?
Karin Boye
The open sky as blue
as eyes of you
the tousling wind,
its sunlit kiss
is bliss for now
but boughs are still bare
with buds on guard
they wait and wait
for shrouds of frost
to fall again,
again with pewter clouds
again with drizzle days
again with teeth of frost
in this, in this
the cruellest month
expect it all,
a spring like fall.
Willard Metcalf
Today Laura hosts dVerse with her prompt on free verse meaning a poem including any of poetry’s characteristics but without any consistent regularity:
rhyme (inner, end) meter;
repetition; alliteration; assonance
imagery, symbolism, metaphor
We are also encouraged to think about April of a month when it opens, buds, sky etc. I tried my best in this short text being influenced by a poem by Karin Boye.
April 3. 2025
Björn Rudbergs writings 
I love the thought of the ‘sunlit kiss’ and those ‘buds on guard’, Björn, and then came the familiar April showers. You captured the cruellest month well!
April has it all… and it takes time to get into the real spring
very nice tight open form Bjorn – the repeats especially emphatic for this spring like fall of April
April may change by the hour sometimes
❤ ❤ ❤ You write of April as if you know her as a mistress. Truly gorgeous painting also. She tantalizes us just like that.
She has a mind of her own…
How grim the weather as we wait for those buds open: I love the way repetition brings the scene and the persona’s impatience into focus:
again with pewter clouds
again with drizzle days
again with teeth of frost
Thank you… I tried to use all those tricks… and sometimes April simply hammers on.
Like leaves dancing to their end.
it does come in fits and starts, sometimes i worry about the wisdom of the daffodils, pushing up when there may yet be snow
Oh… but the benefit of being first has to be worth the risk
well the Karin Boye influence was a successful muse – I enjoyed your poem and the many connections to life, change, etc
Yes…and the Boye poem is one of my favorites (every Swede would know it)
(:O)
bravo, nice on Björn
much♡love
I love:
drizzle days
We’re having one today.
The title is perfect for your open free verse. Spring has started out pretty chaotic here. Cold, rainy and very windy but, with a few warm days. The trees are budding but, it will be a while before leaves appear.
again with pewter clouds
again with drizzle days
I can relate to these lines.
A perfect poem for April season.
Visst gör det ont när knoppar brista
Varför skulle annars våren tveka. / Karin Boyle
I love this poem , so tender and filled with life.
Just like your verse, it is filled with all the emotions of spring.
miriam 🦋🌻
Visst gör det ont när knoppar brista
Varför skulle annars våren tveka. / Karin Boyle
I love this poem , so tender and filled with life.
Just like your verse, it is filled with all the emotions of spring.
miriam 🦋🌻
It is one of my favorite poems too…
A month of mixed messages! Very nicely done, Bjorn.
That was gorgeous, Bjorn! I loved it!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
I like those “pewter clouds”…..Jim
This is a pretty poem, Bjorn.
What a lovely painting to accompany your Boye inspired words! Love the closing line…
“a spring like fall.”