...from these collected cloud fluffs.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCCLI)
Now, whileas shadows draw up plans to veil
All in sheer darkness, light so fragile hence,
Though seeming blinding, grasses lit, suspense
Alive as rolling fields wear tan's detail,
Trees in the distance silhouettes, th'exhale
Too sharp and keenly chill, lawns green for sense
As bushes sport dim gold, this game fr'intents
Of hide-n-seek with yellow light t'avail.
What shall we say? November is as twere
Just as we knew it should be, skies so blue
The heart'd rejoice the whilst it'd shiver too,
Clouds layered and so fluffy, winds in tour
Too fierce the promised snow shall come to cure
All in pure white. Oh LORD, we wait for You.
09Nov25a
Nov 28, 2025
Nov 28, 2025 at 8:50 AM UTC
...from these collected cloud fluffs.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCCLI)
Now, whileas shadows draw up plans to veil
All in sheer darkness, light so fragile hence,
Though seeming blinding, grasses lit, suspense
Alive as rolling fields wear tan's detail,
Trees in the distance silhouettes, th'exhale
Too sharp and keenly chill, lawns green for sense
As bushes sport dim gold, this game fr'intents
Of hide-n-seek with yellow light t'avail.
What shall we say? November is as twere
Just as we knew it should be, skies so blue
The heart'd rejoice the whilst it'd shiver too,
Clouds layered and so fluffy, winds in tour
Too fierce the promised snow shall come to cure
All in pure white. Oh LORD, we wait for You.
09Nov25a
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