I don’t want to talk about you,

Or give a compliment or two.

What have you given me

But teasing buds on a tree?

You tip nods and run away,

Dipped below freezing today.

It’s April, so stop fooling around,

Get after it, soften the ground.

“Its Michigan.” Such a lame excuse.

42nd parallel? Come on, cut it loose.

Stop it with your hesitation,

Put an end to this hibernation.

Enough of the half empty cup,

Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up.

Sprung or sprang yourself,

Come on down off that shelf.

Stop hitting the snooze,

Awake, arise, and choose.

You are spring, so act like it.

Seize this day and warm up a bit.  


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7 responses to “April Complaint”

  1. Cheryl Balcom Avatar

    haha, love the stern face!

  2. Janet Gonzalez Avatar
    Janet Gonzalez

    Hits the spot.  Sent from my iPad

    1. Jerry Avatar

      Com’on spring!

  3. shadowyfd1cd05397 Avatar
    shadowyfd1cd05397

    so good! I tried leaving a comment again – but it hates white guys with beards, I guess. Good thing you shaved.

    1. Jerry Avatar

      Thanks. I look younger than you now.

  4. Bill Richter Avatar
    Bill Richter

    Love this poem! By the way, it’s now raining and snowing

    1. Jerry Avatar

      Spring sprung a retaliatory tariff…SNOW. I shouldn’t have been so harsh.

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