“A spring day pallid” a verse following a springtime amble

A spring day pallid
Cool and indifferent
In life and vigour lacking
Of promise devoid
To fatigue tumescent yielded
Under a burden
Of inertia wearisome
Beneath a sky awash
With an hue insipid
By a flock languid of gulls
Of direction aimless
Slowly traversed
As into view
There wafted a billow of clouds
Atop a voile of haze diaphanous
Over an empty beach
And a tranquil sea
Of waves absent
With a silence replete
That across the emptiness
Of the oblivion colourless
Did softly echo
d.a.simpson ©

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