Howdy 🙂
Tonight, I attempted an Irregular Ode:
You oft compare
To fickle wind.
I control ye not
Your presence: fraught –
My onion skinned.
Then tears dry
My tortured eye
Soothed and at peace.
A wolf in fleece
Could not scare more
Than you. Adore
Your every move, do I;
Your slave. Your fool.
My anguished cry
Your serenade, through writers’ tools.
[Pic is from here]
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January 2nd, 2018 at 3:00 pm
I love it!
January 2nd, 2018 at 7:36 pm
🙂 yaay! Thanks! x