A truce I call, upon the darkened veil.
A hand so said to move the tides so well.
Victim of society's fears, so sails
A day of storms, I knew, forgive me belle?
As time so weeps into a porous sand
My hours dwindle wroth, as the shade so moves
To clear a name? Nay, for the sun commands
My head to bow to this blow, my soul soothed.
As I leave these native soils, I forgive
Of those, so jealous souls, I had once known.
As they so eat a dish, of humble pie
I smile to know, it torments the sieves
And writhes in their mischief, to walk alone.
My soul so born of tougher sod, retries...
Author notes
"Always forgive your enemies. Nothing annoys them so much..." Oscar Wilde
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A contest entry
- Quote contest by transit.
550 points, ended November 29, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Let me know How this makes you feel, what do you think?
Comments
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bravo
Ah, finely done sonnet here--only the brave attempt them because they are soooo very addictive (I know, you can quit anytime!!!) bravo... bravo...
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Yes! I love it! The quote you chose is so true and amusing! You're really working your magic on me with all these sonnets.
Your amazing talent leaves me longing for more everytime.
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wow!
There is a real power in this piece. It definitely made me feel a bit stronger imagining myself as the antagonist. (or is it the protagonist?)
The rhyme is quite good too and it is not a straight-forward kind of poem. It adds to the interest. Some sarcasm here too. best wishes in the contest!
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You write such beautiful poetry! I have read one other of yours and I simply cannot wait to read more. Wonderful!
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