Time does it’s duty,
Clocks do their thing-
Sundials work crudely.
Dawn pierces brutally,
Sun rays pale wing-
Time does it’s duty.
Clouds expand mutely,
Mockingbirds sing-
Sundials work crudely.
Sharp wind screams rudely,
Icy air stings-
Time does its duty.
Fish flirt lewdly,
Make huddle ring-
Sundials work crudely.
Winter has cruelty,
Crackling shards bring-
Time does its duty
Sundials work crudely.
(Mediocre attempt at villanelle. Definitely need to work on this form! It’s a challenge)