09-30-2017, 11:53 AM
Yay, for both of you! This is great.
I said (my big mouth) that I'd write a sonnet as well, so here's a quicky
The colour green had vanished overnight
below the snow that claimed the hills again.
The creeks all ran in tunnels, out of sight
until unwary boots submerged, and then
you stumbled, hit your head, and cursed aloud
(enough to melt an iceberg, I'd have thought)
and dripping, limping, turned yourself about
to kick and punish where your foot had caught.
Great clouds of sweat and heated breath soon hid
your actions from me. I could hear you shout -
I'm sure they could, in Nelson - if they did,
they'd wonder what the laughter was about.
You'd used it as a seat, to pan for gold.
It weighed a hundred ounces, so I'm told.
I said (my big mouth) that I'd write a sonnet as well, so here's a quicky
The colour green had vanished overnight
below the snow that claimed the hills again.
The creeks all ran in tunnels, out of sight
until unwary boots submerged, and then
you stumbled, hit your head, and cursed aloud
(enough to melt an iceberg, I'd have thought)
and dripping, limping, turned yourself about
to kick and punish where your foot had caught.
Great clouds of sweat and heated breath soon hid
your actions from me. I could hear you shout -
I'm sure they could, in Nelson - if they did,
they'd wonder what the laughter was about.
You'd used it as a seat, to pan for gold.
It weighed a hundred ounces, so I'm told.