--scratch that, my cat woke up.

(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCLXXXI)


Where shadows come and go, ah, which detail?
I'm watching Autumn in its paces hence,
Yet like each year, I cannot paint fr'intents
The view, cuz tis so subtle. Skies t'avail
With gilded cloud battalions, blue seas they'll
Own whileas grey sweeps 'cross in sheer suspense,
How leaves are changing sans as twere from thence
Aught fanfare, cuz it is still early. Bail?
And Tigger's sleeping in my lap, the cure
For all my running 'bout since that won't do
Cuz now I'm grounded. T-mobile's freebie fer
This week a logo'd stadium bag, clear too,
I'll cheer on whom? Is Robert coming? Stir
Me when he does? Oh LORD, I wait for You.

26Aug25c