Solstice Humbug
Longest day this year
We did not burn do not fear
Needs come every year
Spring chick scratches straw
Time for her to 'fly the coup'
Scratch for worms it's own
What's the fuss about
Nothing here to be revered
Mark the calendar
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Toni Spencer in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/06/weekend-mini-challenge-summer-solstice.html?m=1
- Three Senryū verses, 51 syllables, 55 counting the title. 43 words plus 2 (= 45) with the title.
Oh I love the solstice... and I do think the birds think of it more than a day in almanac
ReplyDeleteNot sizzling is a fantastic reason to make a fuss, lol!
ReplyDeleteanimals take it day by day... :)
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