Mar 2019
Please?
(sonnet #MMMMMMMDCCCXVII)
As lo, how sparrows call, whileas the frail
Warmth stirs 'gain daffodils to rise from hence
To "the occasion"--shadows drawn up thence
By those green, hopeful clusters light to scale
'Non dapples sweetly, robins scold in pale
Excuse likeas their wont...as I fr'intents
Want to hark for the mourning doves for sense--
What's left? For ah, I hear them coo, t'avail.
If only Mum were with me now, as twere!
She'd want a coat or heavy card'gan too,
I spose talk of the Scriptures; praps a tour
Of world events... How doves yet sweetly coo
While robins sing, um, Mavis' song in poor
'Scuse, early: shadows lengthen 'cross the view.
26Mar19c
(sonnet #MMMMMMMDCCCXVII)
As lo, how sparrows call, whileas the frail
Warmth stirs 'gain daffodils to rise from hence
To "the occasion"--shadows drawn up thence
By those green, hopeful clusters light to scale
'Non dapples sweetly, robins scold in pale
Excuse likeas their wont...as I fr'intents
Want to hark for the mourning doves for sense--
What's left? For ah, I hear them coo, t'avail.
If only Mum were with me now, as twere!
She'd want a coat or heavy card'gan too,
I spose talk of the Scriptures; praps a tour
Of world events... How doves yet sweetly coo
While robins sing, um, Mavis' song in poor
'Scuse, early: shadows lengthen 'cross the view.
26Mar19c
Funny, my dad chid me again today with "You need to grow up--" I'm supposed to buckle down and be dull like the rest of society instead of having these dreamy eyes forever looking off into the mists, was it?
