Sonnet Sequence 3: What I Dream (Italian Gregorian Sonnaiku)

~by Gregg Rowe~

To rid these demons, exorcize my soul--
As music comforts blackness to my nights;
I search for love -- my Father's is not right
It's layman's payment for His Devil's dole:
Biblical verse was writ on Sacred scrolls;
On kin, a sin -- to perform sodomite.
Today, I'm forced to carry this birth-rite--
Abyss swallows me down her deep dark hole.

January
a pile of fresh black soil
father lies asleep

The pain I've lived, is worse than passing stones --
Or going and having a spinal tap.
These tests performed keeps me alive and well,
An illness begins to attack my bones --
It's a wonder I have yet to snap --
My life on earth has been a living hell.

Here is the link to the first two sonnets in the series of sequences:

Sonnet Sequence 1:
What I Dream
(Italian Gregorian Sonnaiku)
allpoetry.com/poem/1050056

Sonnet Sequence 2:
What I Dream
(Italian Gregorian Sonnaiku)
allpoetry.com/poem/1054636

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