Seasonal (sections)

[Jae Mc Donnell]

Hi cidermaid, I had a good read of this, I must say it is a great job. I loved it, and all seems good to me as far as punctuation, but I could very well be wrong

The Luc bat element. of SEASONAL

March sighing for her love.
Of late, urgent opportunist, Great start
now loves’ unprejudiced,
April, gained through pained mist. Full of
bourgeoning subterfuge, This line is great, it seems as if the spring is ploting something, or has been up to mischief
springs the heavy deluge. Doe eyed,
May leaves the safe refuge,
rough and rude the buds are shaken!
Taken. Lust awakened. I love this small part. What a great way to explain the action
June all too soon, overtaken,
sowing a veil of tears.
Worn out by drought filled fears, played out.
July blue, high, dry, clear,
subterranean streams,
slip-streamed by a moon beam.
Ascending slender dreams of mist,
the final fling revealed. I think what you where going for here, is how summer seems to come and go so fast, and then it's August"
Pensive August appeals. Concealed,
September – reluctant. Congealed,
bleeding beauty now takes the field, Beautiful image of red sky
a fate caressed and sealed. Stone-ground,
October refused to yield. Pierced lamb,
a nest bound swallow. Last, not yet
fully fledged, held in debt.
November plays roulette. Focussed
for the final dozen.
The broken bridge. Orphan, sylvan leaves December corban.
The simple things that mean so much,
dependant on love’s touch.
January will need a crutch.
With darkened countenance,
now searching luminance; best guess,
found in pre-eminence.
the growing grace, a fitted glove. February’s white dove. What a lovely end to a great read "and hope comes again". Great job well done.