Summer’s coming
by cricketjeff on April 9, 2009. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Some days the Spring is cold and grey
And drizzling rain is no surprise.
It seems that nature’s lost her way
But soon the Summer sun must rise.
While rain washed blooms can find no bees
A worm is still a blackbird’s prize.
The sparrows fuss and skulk in trees
But soon the Summer sun must rise.
And what of you my nature’s child,
Will I find love inside your eyes?
I love to watch you running wild
But soon the Summer sun must rise.
Some days the Spring is cold and grey
But soon the Summer sun must rise.
Author notes
The bit to ignore if you just like reading the poems …
A Kyrielle sonnet, iambic tetrameter with a French style rhyme and repeat line
scheme of AbaB cbcB dbdB AB the repeated lines being the capital letters, AabB
etc rhyming is also allowed and there ought to be a volta in a decent place and
the, unrhymed, couplet needs to make sense.
English