#springfever
Or what?
(sonnet #MMMMMMCMXXXIV)
White answers on all sides as twere, til hence
My purple kilt and pink checked skirt's detail
Look just as wont for Winter: what'd avail
This bleaker lack of colour we feel thence
Within our very bones, or as fr'intents
The Boden slogan was in sheer betrayl,
An ex'llent motto "squeeze the day!" Light pale
With more snow in the wings, shall we ask whence?
Come, how soup's warming on the stove as fer
All that the grinder's voice means flour anew
For biscuits. Where did darker colours' tour
Become too deep of late? Why does that hue
Seem dismal is't? Do I want Spring to stir
More than I realize that soft shades 'non woo?
08Feb18c
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 10:36 PM UTC