Evening becomes a starry night
after cumulous cloud in sight
and fluffy, puffiness of white
during the day of utmost bright.
Dark purples clouds and dark blue skies
filled the night with blessed disguise.
The length stretched of massive size
like cigar-shaped dragons wise.
Another two poems in monorhyme.
Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.
Oh, John Jr! That’s longer than I would ever imagine, especially for your conditions! So I shouldn’t rant like this…