May Full Moon Sonnet

May Full Moon Sonnet

Sing, lady Moon, of chipmunks appearing,
The leafing of dogwood and beech and oak,
And the promise of apple bloom’s ending,
In whose fall the spirit of fruit awoke.
Sing of violets purpling marshy ground,
And fat toads concealed in meadow grasses.
Dandelions all the gardeners confound,
Turning gold eyes to where the hawk passes.
Mosquitoes whine above slow, sluggish brooks,
And starling gripes in his ivy-bound house.
Squirrel bounds away after startled looks
At crow picking over a fallen grouse.
Jack-in-the-pulpit rises and preaches
Evolution’s laws to carp and leeches.

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