Constance La France Poet Curtal Sonnet

Under Dappled Clouds

 
Pale dappled clouds drift across the sky_
Chasing the sun away when she wants to peak out;
And when in the shadow of clouds-   there is a chill;
But, still the pretty birds glide and fly;
With many multihued gems floating about;
Calling in high-pitched whining shrills.

While across the water are multicolored shadows;
And scattered bleached rocks (of no particular frills!)
Below the ripples on ripples swim speckled trout;
And the birds are in violent pangs and throes:
As though dancing the quadrille. 

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April 17, 2021


Poetry/Curtail Sonnet/Under Dappled Clouds
Copyright Protected, ID 04-1327-694-17
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

Written for the Standard contest, All Yours (Apr 18)
All Rights Reserved, Judged 04/18/2021

First Place

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Gordon Mcconnell April 18, 2021 at 11:53 AM Lovely piece penned extremely well showing good imagery and insightful thought Constance, trust you're well, blessings,Gordon Constance La France April 18, 2021 at 2:25 PM Gordon, thank you for the compliment on my poem. I am doing well considering in Ottawa, Canada we are in total Covid 19 lockdown, hope you are well also, love _Constance