Month of poetry #31: Homophone villanelle

Today's challenge on #mop15 was to write a homophone poem. I decided to do it as a homophone villanelle. It's untitled at present.

Saturdays in parks and by the sea
Children laughing, week’s weight easing now;
A passing glimpse of Shangri La we see.

Drunk with pollen, the slowly-flitting bee
Trails off hiveward, a good small honey-cow;
Saturdays in parks and by the sea

Time to cease to do, and start to be
To lift shoulders from the hefty plow;
A passing glimpse of Shangri La we see.

Eating fruit and sipping golden tea
As the silver birch drops thin leaves from its bough;
Saturdays in parks and by the sea.

Singing softly, idly, so fa te
Formless notes that wander like a scow;
A passing glimpse of Shangri La we see.

Boats are bobbing gently at the quay
Gracefully, the weekend takes her bow;
Saturdays in parks and by the sea.
A passing glimpse of Shangri La we see.

- Kathy, 31/1/15