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A sonnet sometimes will finish it off

Photo by William J Spirdione

No one is always happy all the time.
Not even if I’m lying to myself.
I sit up straight these thoughts appear all mine.
Remember, put them back up on that shelf.

See, I’m not picking up the truth today.
I couldn’t find most anything at all.
How is this going to…

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Sunday sonnet

Photo by William J Spirdione (Blue wood-aster)

This fluff will carry seeds across the year
to float down for these gardens here next spring.
This mellow light won’t stand for long, I fear.
I stare and look till I don’t see a thing.

The aster’s gone to seed for next year’s crop.
Soon wind will blow those puffs…

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William J Spirdione

William J Spirdione

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William J Spirdione is a poet who writes sonnets and more about nature and the humans within it.