The Napowrimo prompt for today was to create a poem with a secret, an idea or line that it isn’t expressing directly.

I took that to build a poem within a poem. See if you can find it. It was fun to experiment although and I can see that more practice with this could yield something even more intriguing.

April 4 A common promise

Winter has wrapped up its presence
left with weather intermittent.
Showers that gather, spring
above us cloaking the sun.
Swapping places, the earth instead shines
Droplets of rain magnify what’s underneath.
While behind the clouds
A great mystery is hid.

Linda, April 4