Bored and playing with words I thought I would try a Tautogram and then complicated it by doing it in Sonnet form. Well it makes sense to me :-)
When darkness dims the advent decorations,
deers, Donner, Dasher and Dancer diarize
our dining and drinking day of devastation.
Dad does the dishes dancing as he dries.
December drags for dopamine deficient,
depression doesn’t dull dynamic dreams.
Deluded doctor dignified but distant
delivers diagnosis that demeans.
Disturbing dreams do drive us to depravity
A desperate dervish doing dirty deeds
Decay determines dominant duality
defence diminished by diverse degrees.
Don’t dodge your doom, you doubtful devotees
Deal with it dudes, don’t be defined by a disease!
Hi Martin,
Your sonnet has it all... Form, style and content... Bravo!