Terza Rima Sonnet
T’was hot as though it were a summer’s night!
I tossed and then turned seeking his Lordship Sleep…
Heartless, elusive, though seek him I might.
I was in Morpheus’ valley deep,
When Hades call came for me to come out…
Sweat covered I was no longer asleep!
Once awake there was really little doubt,
African heat has come visiting us.
From flooding we’ll soon feel the autumn draught.
Last week snow and now the desert’s red dust!
‘Tis true the saying that the weather is king…
And in those nobles you cannot place your trust.
So I’ll hear the blackbirds and sparrows sing!
(Take note: I’ll remove the duvet first thing.)
n.b. it may because I had a sleepless night as related in the poem, but I found this a difficult poem to write 😉
OctPoWriMo 2013: Day 26