Nonsense in My Garden

A random nonet

There are butterflies in my garden, some of them flying on two wheels What matters, I guess, is that Winter is passing on Even if the rain is still falling and the sun’s only small

Ok, that probably makes a little sense — but only if you look at the picture.

And in case you're wondering (hey, someone might be: )); a nonet is a poem that starts with a 9-syllable line, then 8, then 7, etc….

Thank you, Carolyn Hastings, for calling out my silly — much appreciated: ) For proper random quirk; do check out Carolyn’s fun creative piece:

And Daniella Montage’s beautiful random piece, which inspired the prompt:

Thank you, beautiful reader.