To Sail Life's Seven Seasons Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Rhyme for rhyme's sake appears to be
as sauceless cooking books to sail
life's seven seasons' harmony
in tinkering. When hearty, hale,
add in a dash of online blog
draw down the veil and let light shine
beyond the veil of catalogue,
seek dialogue beyond the pale.
The handy sonnet's fourteen lines
suffices to encapsulate
thoughts' outlines and today's designs
tomorrow's pride reins, tempting fate.
'The answer lies not in our stars'
but in entente twixt Venus, Mars.