NaPoWriMo: Day 10

April —
Finally, spring.
Waking to birdsong;

Rain,
Evening thunder.
Diaphanous afternoon sunlight,

How
It turns
Budding leaves gold.

Robins
Take refuge
At my birdfeeder.

Days grow warm.

I stay inside.


Prompt Day Ten:  I used the prompt to write a hay(na)ku, a poem of three lines with a one-word incremental growth in each line.  This is a hay(na)ku sonnet.  Also, if I seem to write a lot of tangentially quarantine-based poetry, I hope you’ll understand.

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