"...as scarlet they shall be as white as snow--"
(sonnet #MMMMMMCMXXX)
Snow-frosted boughs reply to dawn's clean sense
Of newness as how diamonds in betrayl
Half mesmerize upon thet canvas' hale
White 'neath the heavens' purer blue eye, whence
We drive upon these wetter lanes, glad hence
For cloudless skies and golden kisses' hail,
Cuz last night twas a bad dream sans avail,
The chatter of erm, happier ladies dense.
She cuts into my rev'ries with as twere
Is't half a note I should not really do
This now? her questions and discussion's tour
Fit to derail thin efforts, cuz we knew.
Some actor feigns he's Christ with lies in poor
'Scuse for the Scriptures, and snow winks at who?
06Feb18
If you will read this stanza carefully, then I'll tell you: I always, I mean ALWAYS, take my notebook along to Ladies Bible Study since there is that lull when the madly chattering room is filling up before time for the movie and lecture, and I hate leaving my mind to the caprices of wandering. She just had to interrupt me and derail that, though.
