John Andrew Durler Sr. - Dumb To Find A Nursery Rhyme lyrics

April morning breaks with freezing snow howls across the thawing fertile earth curls around the seeds, splits them open and in her paradoxical way she gives them d**h as she binds in ice a hundred thousand tiny open coffins And at noon I am dumb to find a reason for her sting. April's afternoon stumbles across the yard staggers in dripping fog between trees and shrubs smothers the day in muffled voices--a vacuum of despair. And I am dumb to find a twisted metaphor in anything. April's late afternoon freezes and cracks bitter rocks drives birds to hide deep inside the thickets. And she, the cruelest of this day, lisps the mundane minutes And I am dumb to still my enmity for this day. April's evening holds my voice in la**itude Drives my strength to its bottommost ebb And I am dumb to find a poem this day when even a simple nursery rhyme would do. And I am dumb to break this stinging spell today!