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by Michael Mar 30, 2021
Nature, environment /
I fear the worse, of what’s to come
where ice no more, reflects the sun.
The carcasses of mighty trees
are left for dead upon their knees.
I scrawl in ink, of woebegone.
With quivered font, I shall not shun
but know my verse is far from done.
in bold I’ll write, but not with ease.
. . . I fear the worse
I dread but know, more ink will run
for natures, wrath is now undone
In seas of blue, the ocean grieves,
a mother mourns, but also seethes.
My quill awaits the storm to come
. . .I fear the worse
by Mr. Darcy
As our Brenda says, beautiful. The refrain really works well. It would be nice to see this on the front page.
Thank you Mr D :)
Beautiful Michael, just beautiful...I love when you do Rondeau's...you really click with these. Glad to see it nominated. X
Thank you Miss Brenda :) x
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