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

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