* This is my first Petrarchan (Italian) Sonnet ... I hope you like it, (it is a bit ... different). *
He thought on all the attributes of Spring The landscapes deliquescing, day-by-day On white and gray and drab, so giving way To all the hue-infusions life could bring New creatures of all size, some on-the-wing A bud and blossom dance of shadow-play The grand and graceful grass and leaf ballet A breath, alive with things that buzz and sing. Yet now those wondrous joys of life's debut Were things that only photos would recall For Man had turned the living earth into A dead and frozen planet, thru-and-thru. Yet there above, the Sea of Suns did call - A hope for Man's next Spring was there ... he knew. ~ 2nd Place ~ in the "March Poems Old or New for Prizes Part 3 Easter Series" Poetry Contest, Carolyn Devonshire, Judge & Sponsor.
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