Mud Season

Anacreontic verse...

Mud season
Boots squishing
Wind blasting
Cyan lips pursed
Enough already
God hates us

The assaultive
Translucent blue
Frigid raindrops
Horizontal
Penetrating
Get indoors

Oh, let the sun-soaked
Gloom breaking
Cerulean sky
Merrily melt
the gray-cobalt
coffin clouds

Soon, the bright
Azure blooms
It will bring
Delphinium
Blue hyacinth
Geranium

Glowing in the sun
Warm wind 
Pollen wafting
Softening breeze
God’s mercy is right
Around the corner

4/2/16
For contest: Anacreontic Verse 3
Sponsor: Edward Ebbs
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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