A Ha'Sonnet Will Do
The snowdrops wave their small white heads starting the rave from Winter’s beds To add some mirth up from the earth a crocus pokes
Words and images © Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
Please, say their names tell their stories Help stake the claims for the glories we must despair since they can’t share now they’re not there
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
The fiddles sing and whistles slide as the pubs ring with Irish pride and the day’s view is filtered through a sheen of green
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
“Fiddle” image by Barbara A Lane courtesy of pixabay.
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
