February Dawn...Courting Spring?
Peering out at the morning to ascertain whether it was prosperous for drying linens outdoors and discovering traces of mistiness, it seemed too romantic to not indulge in tracing. After a time it became evident precipitation, which created a white surface...snow yet aye?
(sonnet # DXXVII)
Faint Morning haze' soft romance gently blurs
The spaces 'twixt bright streetlight's ling'ring flares
And houses waiting here and there, sans cares;
Mist's wispy white 'pears grey-tinged as night slurs
His exit by the cloud that 'non obscures
Dawn's entrance, while still seeming that it bears
Her col'ring, lavendar and pink's sweet flairs
Half painting ere day, unpercieved, matures.
In early Spring's oft moist mien, Winter's scene
Devoid of snow, debating, can't decide
Or has left off the usual fare to preen
For tender days where flowers 'gain provide
Delight, and melodies with chartreuse green
Adorn the world with cheer on ev'ry side.
07Feb12
D97
An enchanting spring sonnet Jenny.
Feb. Is a little too early to hope for spring here, but your sonnet enchanted a warm smile, TFS.. Cat
A tactfully comlimentary ode (if I may extend the priviledge of poetic license to my comment) to February who is unhappily gifted with a cold and windy personality (which might be why her stay with each passing year is the shortest and, whenever a day must be surrendered for Leap Year's sake, she's the one that has to give it up).
A beautiful sonnet by the Sonnet queen.
A misty new day, captured forever in this beautiful sonnet Jenny
you areb a true lover of nature and all its blessings athat comes around with it. lovely and touchy.
How wonderful a sonnet came from a trace of mistiness. Beautifully written Jenny.
The dawning of a new day in a magical array of misty, pastel wonder... I can smell spring dancing with winter in this seasonal sonnet of romance. Beautiful!
An artistically crafted sonnet Jenny....you paint beautifully with words