Eh?



(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCXLIX)


September's winding down as if sans bail
Oernight, grass too fatigued, half dead since thence
When, eh?! And oh! the trees...leaves, yellowed hence,
Look sere before I realized that detail
Was fading. Where have I been, that t'avail
Me is a tardy notion sans defense?!
Why does October bark now at fr'intents
My heels?! I thought I was aware. I fail?!
This is exactly what I feared. Is't poor
I'm taen aback, and reeling at the view
Which swears the party shall be oer in tour
Before I'd used aught favours? Come, where to?
How ransom what time's left though all bestir
In tying up what we knew? LORD, I need You.

19Sep25a