Photograph of the Jefferson Memorial in Washington, DC.‘April in Washington’ and Other Poetry by David Martin The Society June 15, 2016 Beauty, News of Note, Poetry 2 Comments April in Washington Around the basin there’s a ring Of cherry trees now blossoming. Showing off the city’s best, They give its residents a rest From all the darker doings there That constitute the normal fare. As I observe the Asian gift, My spirits get a fleeting lift. Forgetting everything I know, I enjoy the annual show, Admiring in her loveliness, The harlot in a wedding dress. Bluebells Blue is the color of sadness, But they’re not really blue. The April-blooming bluebells Are of a purplish hue. The last time that I saw them They were past their prime, And I did feel sadness For the passing of the time. David Martin is a Washington economist and political commentator. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 2 Responses Sale James June 16, 2016 Very good poems – a sad wistfulness wonderfully evoked. Reply John Nazareth June 27, 2016 Your Poetry David Martin was instant moving and touching . There was the simple style and authentic grasp in your poems . Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.