Sonnet Sequence 2: What I Dream (Italian Gregorian Sonnaiku)

~by Gregg Rowe~

Existence mine proclaimed this very day
Past life, I pondered -- ask existing gods --
Your demonic hot pain through jolted rods
Was payment for my journey -- for my stay?
I sit -- not blinded -- accepting this way
In Youth, I felt like Christ -- receive his flogs
My eyes blanketed by grey sheets of fog
My love for Father -- could not keep at bay

spring river banks
protect Easter lilies
my pregnant mother

When reliving abuse days -- blow by blow
Still questions linger on my kinship seed
So here's the tale, a soul raked over coals
Through breaks in time, my forgiveness does grow
I crave solitaire -- peace is what I need
To rid these demons, exorcize my soul.

Here is the link to the first sonnet in the series of sequences:
Sonnet Sequence 1:
What I Dream
(Italian Gregorian Sonnaiku)

allpoetry.com/poem/1050056

Author notes

Well, what started of as an experimentation in form has grown into a complex bit of writing for me. Welcome to the Sonnet Sequence, a small sequence because of the difficulty in writing these, my goal is to try and reach seven of these.

Gregorian Sonnaiku
(How To Write This New Form—Learning Column)
by lordoftherings
allpoetry.com/Column/1043872
Written February 11th, 2005