Kathy Anderson

Spirits IV ~ Earth....Elemental Sonnet

Out of her cup came a new man,
Walking beside his new lady
He was like the loam of the land
She was like the air, not leady
Together they made bonfires
From her trees grown in their mires
Some died while others where cut down
So this lady sown her green gown
As she always did at Springs pyre
His loam giving to become sire
Of astrological phenom
For fauna and flora have spread
To all corners of terra's hem
An attire of creatures she's fed.

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