Groundhog Day?
Seeming more like April 1st than February, methinks the groundhog will have no trouble persuading folk that Winter's over. Yet what does this oddly mild formerly bitter season portend?
(sonnet # DXI)
The afternoon in hazy white ablaze,
All snow nigh gone except slight islands here
And there, invites with gentle Spring-like cheer;
Lawns dreaming of near future's verdant days
Seem stretching for the liv'ning welcome rays
With hints of green in Winter's yellow sphere;
Horizon teases romance in austere,
Its silhouettes in misty blueish-greys.
Ah milder weather, who thine overtures
Could e'er refuse? The groundhog doubtless will
Pronounce cold's early end, temp'ratures
Long aiding and abetting loss of chill.
Yet closing Winter's reign quite premature's
Unsettling: good's ahead? Or is it ill?
01Feb12
D91b
Global warming!
I guess this is a big global warming effect globally. Groundhog is only right half the time anyway.
Alas, but the groundhog was in the news today saying nope, more winter approacheth. "Groundhog doubtless/pronounce" is wonderful. I find myself drawn to the sestet here, although that may be because I like groundhogs. This is a sonnet to change, to time, to comfortable, familiar things, if the ending is any indication - how else could one doubt the goodness in Spring's arrival, a conventionally positive time of year? Oh, and if you try round two, Punxsutawney Phil scans nicely. ;-)