dress up this hovering, otherwise-drab hummingbird.
Crimson sparks flashing bright,
an unexpected treasure, a shocking secret overheard.
This day may not be ending as I would have preferred,
but I can look forward to stars glimmering in the night,
and crimson sparks, flashing bright.
This week's format is the rondelet, about which I've posted AT GREAT LENGTH on the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads for the Tuesday Format Challenge. This is my first attempt, and while it isn't particularly awful? I'll be adding the rondelet to the growing number of poetic formats that require more attention. Sigh.
