miercuri, 9 aprilie 2014

The zephyr is again out of his wandering place


The zephyr is again out of his wandering place
While springs reveals herself all covered in a crude green lace
Winter retreats in haste with disgrace
While springs reveals herself all covered in a crude green lace

Butterflies start an invasion of space
Shy flowers are charted in an out of the blue satin embrace
The zephyr is again out of his wandering place
He raptures life without leaving a trace

The season has come to smile without expression of face
Actions that dare to plunder the heart without getting hit by the cerebral mace
Purple whips of petal land on feelings that no longer brace
Nectar flows and hammers all until nature spasms without having the pace
The zephyr is again out of his wandering place
While springs reveals herself all covered in a crude green lace

Note: This is a rondel developed within an "I am Poetry" group exercise proposed by Mr. Patrick Royal on the 22 of March 2014.