See My Problem?
Like willy-willies* dancing, turning, churning,
or a ferris wheel rotating at full speed,
white mice on wheels, inanely exercising,
these autumn colours have me stumped indeed!
Poetry chock-full of glowing golden graphics,
vermillion splashes strewn just to confuse.
It is spring time here...pink blossom fills the orchard,
please accept that we down south have other views.
I've penned autumnal verse to meet a challenge,
which goes against the grain this time of year.
I have now resolved to throw down my best gauntlet,
ask all to use the phrase, 'now spring is here.'
Like 'Christmas in July', this may seem stupid
but it may assist you comprehend my plight;
an exercise in stretched imagination,
you'll come away convinced that black is white.
* willy-willy : Ausie vernacular
for small twisting dust storms
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