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[image courtesy the imaginary garden with real toads]

REPLY OF A PRINCESS WOOED
Twinge of raindrops at midday aglow,
Sprout umbrellas, under clouds below,
Incessant chatter of garden birds hush,
Where rosebush, thorn-spiked, still blush;
Then chisel me a diamond, or better still,
Dark emerald, a spell to my chastity will.
© gillena cox 2017


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Micro Poetry ~ Dark Emeralds
Prompted by Kerry O'Connor