Spring Platitudes - Sonnet for Two Voices

“Never thought he’d do this on a spring day,

not when the house is paid for and us kids 

are off his hands; filling time’s easy - hey,

he could have got started on all those weeds!

Today’s most definitely one for getting 

out there, for getting stuck in; no sense is

there, just staring through the window, letting

time go by, rather than fix those fences.”

“It’s the bookmark feeling that’s put him out:

flat as a pressed flower in a tiresome book -

like when you open the garden door that 

lets in the smell of blossom and sets you back 

another year - he’s just marking the last 

chapter at the point where people get lost.”

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