Ode to the Spring Sonnet---
My spring sonnet, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you resurrection,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the reflection.
Let me compare you to a loathsome bill?
You are more solid, dulcet and pleasant.
Pink rains flood the life fields of April,
And the springtime has the blighted peasant.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your death chiffon, flowers and lace.
Thinking of your rife flowers fills my days.
My love for you is the user interface.
Now I must away with a slighted heart,
Remember my stink words whilst we're apart.
3/5/19
For Spring Sonnet Contest
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Categories:
user interface, anxiety, appreciation, spring,
Form: Sonnet