Anonymous
Autumn Leaf Sonnet
Karyn Indursky
Shall I compare thee poetry to leaves?
Thy leaves art more fragile and pretty.
When it opens to let butterflies land
thy leaf habitat is thee perfect place
for shading from sun's rays in high demand
amongst ladybugs sharing with pure grace.
Thy treasured paradise becomes fan
for thou Queen Bee expects grand leaf mission
when baby bees art her servant day plan
letting be thee clear blue air condition
Thou green leaf slowly begins to crumble
for its use wilted the delicate skin
nature and far more useful than poetic mumbles
upon thy face shall be wearing a grin.
A smile for this one Respected P_eyes
A smile for this one Respected P_eyes ~from-pickled-sailor~
©bishu
imagine
imagine i can make a sailor smile and it's not even spinach