Polyacrostic Palimpsest - All Things Enjoy
As tastes oft change, some shy stay, some shine new
Minds may be calm, like springtime's settling dew,
Or may life's flood lose, under moonlight drowned.
Regard here, there, stares, reader, may be crowned
O see though now our thread too poor seems, through
Underlay is strung twine link pure and true,
So sentence sense seek near the surface bound
Each cog spins easy, runs glad wheel round, round
craft, sense seen not as missing clue by you?
Spleen hunting out, strong ever scans verse too.
Then think! soon row on row is neatly bound,
As Jane might dread whatever Jean feels sound,
Some sonnets wax and some are lost to song -
Yet through the years my work may still shine on.