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April, the 1st


Towards late evening
When the dark was rushing in
Covering the blue sky in the
Folds of black mink blanket
I risked a call
“Am stuck. Missed the last connecting bus”
“On my way”
Fifteen minutes pass.
I dial again.
“Crossed Nerchowk”
That’s 15kms!
“Don’t come!”
“Got the bus?”
“April, the 1st”
Sorry was not much help.

Linking with Blogging from A to Z A is for April, the 1st

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  2. I love the image of the dark rushing in. Nicely done!

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  3. Hello, Ruby! This is a perfect start for A to Z and also National Poetry Month. :) Nicely done!

    Happy A to Z-ing! from Laura Marcella @ Wavy Lines

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    1. I had no idea it was national poetry month. Thank you for sharing this piece of information Laura and good luck to you too

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  4. Great poem. And fantastic that you linked up with two! I will have to go check that one out. Thanks for linking up!

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    1. Thank you so much Mel. It is always good to link up with you

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  5. A two-for-one! Mel has taught me the art of multi-tasking for link-ups. She once managed FOUR with one post. You guys are my heroes.

    Nice job here, Ruby. Thanks for playing. :)

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    1. Thank you Michele. It is always good to be able to link up with Ketchup

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  6. fun and I'm no fan of APril fools day. I'm too gullible:)

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    1. I am not sure if I am a fan either. Thank you so much Sandra

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  7. This is great! Terrific writing.

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  8. Great poem, Ruby! I'm always on the lookout when it's April Fool's Day!

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