Abhean's Verses - 1. April 1 to April 7

April 1

The calendar may tell us that it’s spring

but what I see beyond the windowpane

may disagree about most everything

its lettered dates insist on, quite in vain.

The buds which opened yesterday are gone

and buried underneath a coat of snow

that covers every square inch of the lawn

to smother all beneath its frozen woe.

How good that plants are made of sterner stuff;

they somehow know a method to survive

so that, perchance the sun should warm enough,

each will uncurl to face the warmth and thrive.

In these cold days, let us them imitate

for love will come before we’ve long to wait.

April 2

Parabolas

defined quadratically

have multiple solution pathways,

and vectors tease still other possible strategies,

while geometric analysis

makes for diverse answers

that amaze.

April 3

Now are the robins hidden in the fir trees

and squirrels bundled in their high oak ramparts

that sway and swoop upon the April cross-breeze

with trembling sweethearts.

From spring storms each will seek some sure protection

not taking precious moments room to measure

but settle in, dismissing all inspection,

with those they treasure.

It’s not a myst’ry of proportions mighty

the woods will sound of birdsong’s cheerful laughter

and leaf-piles skittered with some new fur, flighty,

a few weeks after.

April 4

Raptors

Flying north,

vultures come on spring’s breath,

that fickle, teasing wind that blusters

first cold, then warm, by turns furious and mellow,

but still they soar, serene and silent

as they rock overhead

watching us.

Thru Traffic

This morning

snow geese flew overhead,

calling in muted voices to stars

that circled silently above their constant wings

which sped them on towards Polaris,

and bathed in quicksilver

by the moon.

Redwings

The poplars

are alive with redwings,

each bare branch bent beneath its burden,

while the air rings with their raucous conversation,

a full four hundred miles of stories

accumulated in

migration.

April 5

I would recline with thee and make a feast

that’s rich enough for sybarites of old

with flavors suited for our palates bold,

a dozen honeyed courses at the least,

the finest fare from vineyards of the east

for us to taste with gusto uncontrolled,

delighting all the senses manifold

to satisfy the inner, ravening beast;

but after we have celebrated thus

there comes a still, sweet moment more divine

when you and I with kisses will discuss

what happens as two equals intertwine;

and quiet contemplation plants the seed

that grows into a hunger you must feed.

April 6

Cold weather

Is the bane of April

When unwelcome snow blankets flowers

And silences returning robins in their trees

While every seed that idly wondered

If it were safe to sprout

Waits for warmth.

April 7

Take a Dare

Perhaps you’d like to take a treble dare

in mathematics, though it makes you ill,

the problems few can solve are everywhere .

Of algebra you may have had your fill,

then something in geometry’s your line;

trisect an angle simply, if you will

or demonstrate the meaning of a sine

with reference to a unit circle’s trace

though graphically it tends to intertwine,

with other lines it’s tempted to embrace,

enwrapping them in waves, which to and fro,

across the page their loci rudely chase.

If into other worlds you’d like to go,

then complex planes are just the thing, I think

to make fantastic journeys i might know

enough to make the rarer student blink

as when the number e may ever spill

when raised to power πi, yet in a wink

irrational imaginaries run

together to become a minus 1,

perhaps you’d like to take a treble dare

for problems you can solve are everywhere.