Notes About The Poem
Poetic Form: Sonnet (Crown of ...) : Enclosed Rhyme
Inspired: 2023 November 27
Image: N/A
Songs of Nature COS No 14: ABBA
Sole say I, What wouldst be the reasoning?
Murmurs, her head swerves about, hesitates,
nibbles green herbs with care then elevates.
Cautious white doe, quaint sight a wandering.
Alert nose takes air, head bent back, above.
Hooves pave a path, being blue, surges clear.
Unaware, her head drops, tickles my sphere,
casts her spot of me, blanched soul feels her shove.
She lights her weight to level her being,
the full breadth of her trots to my chilled beat,
trots to shore, genteel flow, dares to repeat.
Tempted, being tide, yet pursuit was keen,
Perchance another day of challenging,
Goes a white doe, faint glimpse a wondering.
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