For Paul Brookes’ challenge, I chose to write a poem for Kerfe Roig’s April Showers. All the prompt images and the poems they inspired are here.
These April showers of buttercup gold,
the sky that flows into running stream,
and grass lush as waterweed, seep and soak,
rooted where the river runs,
seeded where the clouds
sweep their trailing locks.
Earth, sky, water join in this light,
beneath the spread-boughed trees,
dappled and stream-spangled,
singing with a thousand throats,
drawing up the buttercups
to catch the falling drops of sun.