I Find My Mornings So Forlorn-A Kyrielle Sonnet. Comments
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I'll kick the cat then stir the fish,
drink stale, cold coffee from a dish.
I'll rise at noon, that's my new dawn.
I find my mornings so forlorn.
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Kyrielle Sonnets can get stilted because of their form. Hope this is not my case