Revised sonnet #1477
Dear country cousin failing photograph
Of us together magic might rig right
Two movie frames apart the half and half
Ill glue together let our lots take flight
Excepting caw of gulls and luff of leery laugh
At bordered high tide sand dunes grey or white
The bucket moulded grains a castle up to calf
All kids in swim togs sunshine shimmer bright
The causal kink and karmic imminence
At rear of frame appears your future wife
The bevied beauty hardly hurries hence
In idyll cosmic comedy is rife
Your wife to be a babe if sun tanned brown
In quirks I quantify you crib the crown
Chorus down low nether