I’m No April Fool

This admittedly amateurish attempt at April Fool’s Day poetry (yes, that’s rather heavy-handed alliteration – accept it, I like it, I’m on A roll) I originally wrote for STIGMAMA.com. I may not be a polished or proficient poet, but perhaps I am indeed a fool… Perhaps, just perhaps, NOW THERE ARE TWO OF US. Even more likely, now there are far more than just the two of us fools. None of us is alone in our foolishness.

I’m No April Fool

Right now I’m half brain-dead
But I’m no April fool
Didn’t always know this mind-fog
Still I’m no April fool

As I age my mind’s not quite right
Am I now an April fool?
Wait and wonder when wisdom comes
Never comes, but memories fade
I’m no April fool
Or, am I?