Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Ode to Miss Doyle

Miss Doyle.
I know you almost well.
I think you're spiffy with hair that is never soil (ed)
You read my blog-you're a spell.

While this may not be a sonnet,
I was actually hoping for a haiku,
I was just hoping I could come up with something that didn't rhyme with bonnet.
Happy late Halloween... boo!

That was the end.
There is no more.
My love I do send
In friendship not folklore.

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1 comment:

  1. Miss Ruth,
    I adore you
    kind words flow from you
    You are so sublime

    Mine is neither a sonnet
    and I fail at haikus
    I'm thinking free verse
    but my rhyme is in for some serious time

    It was beautiful
    You made me proud
    A whole post dedicated to me-
    I feel as if I could burst

    Thanks for being my angel
    lets be more than simple hellos from passerbys
    You brought a smile to my day
    and made it great in every way


    If I had a blog
    A Talia Ode, would be thine
    but I have not,
    so I hope this will do
    I gave it my best shot

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