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Friday, March 29, 2013

Easter...A Miltonian Sonnet


I want to paint my van like this one



butter bush



tibouchina




it's the time of yellow butter bush
purple tibouchina and cool breeze
Easter -  the season of garish tease
freezing cold then baking hot flush

the paddocks lovely  look quite lush
scribblies stand motionless like freeze
vegie beds untended grow wild sweet peas
the rain has ruined the sorghum to mush

we drive along the winding back roads
transported by our hard won freedom
our clapped out van packed to the gunnels

it is in the moment of this memorable mode
filled with joy in our  breathtaking blissdom
my heart runneth over at the top of its funnel
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15 comments:

  1. Kathy ReedMarch 29, 2013 at 6:13 PM

    love the way this begins..butter bush..the middle with the sweet peas..then the 'lush paddocks' and 'blissdon' ;)and how you tie it all together in the sonnet form;) Happy Easter.

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    1. rallentandaMarch 30, 2013 at 3:11 AM

      Happy Easter. Thanks for the comment and no questions this time:)

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  2. marousiaMarch 29, 2013 at 6:32 PM

    Love the scene you paint so eloquently

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  3. SemaphoreMarch 29, 2013 at 6:53 PM

    I can picture all of this, driving down the winding roads, and all around the countryside flush with spring. A wonderful sonnet, and perfect for this weekend.

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  4. Brian MillerMarch 29, 2013 at 6:57 PM

    smiling at the heart running over in the end...this is the bipolar season, not knowing which way to turn the weather...back to freezing here....i love driving back roads....take them to and from work everyday by the mountains...and i watch the seasons change...nice use of the form...

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    1. rallentandaMarch 30, 2013 at 3:02 AM

      Lovely poetic response Mr Miller..hear your weather is terrible on the news.Hope it ends soon!

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  5. ClaudiaMarch 29, 2013 at 11:32 PM

    oh nice..i was right there on the road..really cool.. the yellow butter bush
    purple tibouchina, wild sweet peas and ugh on the rain ruining the sorghum...the changing weather...cold to hot..hah...over here it's just cold and rainy.. wouldn't mind some sunshine..smiles

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  6. J Cosmo NewberyMarch 30, 2013 at 1:17 AM

    Breathtaking blissdom? Colour me green.

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  7. brudbergMarch 31, 2013 at 2:22 AM

    If we can but have some budding vegetation, but alas we still have winter.

    I loved the wordplay in this singing sonnet.

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    1. rallentandaMarch 31, 2013 at 5:04 AM

      Thank you Brudberg...singing sonnet is a lovely compliment!

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  8. JeffMarch 31, 2013 at 5:02 AM

    I love this--such beautiful scenery, like I'm driving along the back roads with you. You know my favorite line?

    vegie beds untended grow wild sweet peas

    Sometimes nature surprises us with little blessings.

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  9. rallentandaMarch 31, 2013 at 5:33 AM

    Yes it does...tis a lovely part of the world and I am pleased this poem gave you a glimpse of it.

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