A Dapper Gent

Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 110

He is not a clown, nor is he a child
But he amuses me in innocence
In the watching I have become beguiled
When he’s dressed to the nines every day
With his evening dress even in daylight
He’s so dapper in almost in his way
With his Poirot-like gait from dawn til night
I wonder do his wee feet feel the snow
When to the ocean he goes off to play
And chasing fish for his living is wild
His odd walk replaced by grace in sea flight
My love for this sea bird is so intense
In his world of ice and snow. What’s to know
His living just echoes go with the flow


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