A very fine rondeau, Larry. Sorry I overlooked it!
Just a couple notes:QUOTE (Larry @ Nov 7 17, 23:01 )
A Wakening
Awakening in foggy night
with grey, before the dawn brings light,
which chills ones soul and veils my eyes;
...one's... and my eyes seems out of parallel w/ one's soul ?
I hear their tears as each leaf cries
and falls to earth as though contrite.
Although each year it is the plight
of those who try to reach the skies
but nature rules and each one dies
Although, I believe, removes the necessity of using but, so you might restructure this ?
awakening
the cycle as the chill winds bite
and bid each red and golden kite
a sad goodbye. Winter applies
an icy shroud of white disguise
‘til seeds of Spring begin their rite,
a wakening.
deLighting in your writing, Daniel