Diane Hine

(25 July 1956)

The Invitation (2 Rondelets)


Someone’s coming
pogglebonk frog to quell your song.
Someone’s coming
to undertake your unbecoming.
A lady of the billabong
or tiger snake – the night is long,
Someone’s coming.

I’ll be right there
as soon as I determine whither.
I’ll be right there -
I’m still deciding what to wear.
Skin or scales! I’m all adither
should I hop or should I slither,
I’ll be right there.

Submitted: Sunday, March 02, 2014
Edited: Monday, March 03, 2014

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  • Valsa George (3/2/2014 11:48:00 PM)

    Beautiful rondelets... Diana, with full justice to the rhyme scheme and its characteristic refrain! Humorous too as ever! ! (Report) Reply

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