Hi I forgot to start my "do a poem every day" thing for December because a CUTE GIRL was here but it's okay! Writers are never on time so HA
The point of this is mostly to write more poetry without worrying too much about the quality. So. Awoo.
I present the LATE START to...
Perchance, Perhaps - Oftcember
#3 - Majesty Forgotten
Late last night, the forest wept frozen droplets of wispy regret
The event was quiet and attended by few save for lions, bears, maybe a shrew
A haphazard parade around a visionary corpse forgotten by those whose pavement he'd pound
All scurried and stalked 'till the spirit departed the home it had curried
Late last night, the forest wept frozen droplets of wispy regret
And come the morn the scornful sun would witness where a seed were born