NaPoWriMo the (belated) first
OK, I am starting a day late this year, but here we are. As in all previous years, I will not promise that any of these will be any good, but I will try to commit some verse daily this month, even if it only is three lines about ducks.
I'm cheating a little bit on the first one; most of it came into my head a couple of weekends ago. It won't leave, though, so here it is.
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Show Doggerel
Little Coba Cobulon, get your prance and sparkle on
draw up your paws, erase your flaws
and follow me across the lawn.
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Duck, Road, Color
Breathing in the spring
beneath a sodden sky:
a lone drake stands upon the near-empty road,
flashes up with strong wingbeats,
bright plumage, sharp contrasts
one more shade of shining, vivid green.
I'm cheating a little bit on the first one; most of it came into my head a couple of weekends ago. It won't leave, though, so here it is.
******
Show Doggerel
Little Coba Cobulon, get your prance and sparkle on
draw up your paws, erase your flaws
and follow me across the lawn.
******
Duck, Road, Color
Breathing in the spring
beneath a sodden sky:
a lone drake stands upon the near-empty road,
flashes up with strong wingbeats,
bright plumage, sharp contrasts
one more shade of shining, vivid green.