by D.A. Ash
a furtive glance, a look to one side while knowing full well the others are having fun. spring time all the time, harvest every fall. plus the cosmopolitan egalitarianism that some pompous ass has no right over me in times of need or not - not.:)
staying tight to the sonnet although sometimes adrift alas, akin, akimbo my heart is bespoken to another tis true...
D. A. Ash