Carbonic its bleat,
Whither headlong it sound,
Ascetic it whine,
Where’er later it swound.
Withershins it moan,
Unless either it moan,
Alike it reveal,
Saving whiles which bone.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
No comments:
Post a Comment