Nonsense in My Garden
A random nonet
There are butterflies in my garden,
some of them flying on two wheels
What matters, I guess, is that
Winter is passing on
Even if the rain
is still falling
and the sun’s
only
small
Ok, that probably makes a little sense — but only if you look at the picture.
And in case you're wondering (hey, someone might be: )); a nonet is a poem that starts with a 9-syllable line, then 8, then 7, etc….
Thank you, Carolyn Hastings, for calling out my silly — much appreciated: )
For proper random quirk; do check out Carolyn’s fun creative piece:
And Daniella Montage’s beautiful random piece, which inspired the prompt:
Thank you, beautiful reader.