He wandered in a muted landscape dream
Shape-shifting into shadows aeons old
Upon steep banks of life's unending stream
Beguiled by thoughts and sights of tales untold.
All earthly links lay loosened and uncoiled
And tattered memories remained in shade
Rushing to be free but still embroiled
In unclear happenings and deeds delayed.
Those dreams that seized his senses in the night
Hovered in daytime wrapped in clinging pain,
Refusing to be banished but stayed bright
With strobic flashes blinding him with bane.
Engaging sleep became a need to ask,
Enduring it a hard and ghoulish task.
What did you think
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oh hamlet
if you couldve
only made up your mind
luv the poem
youth administered
in words read
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Dear Joy,
This is indeed a finely crafted sonnet with deft variations within the linear flow that avoid any sense of iambic regulation. I especially like the emphatic use of strong syllables to start lines #7 and #10. This is a sonnet which is especially rewarding when read aloud.
Applause, love and hugs, XXX Hugh.
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Laura Lamarca
Hallo lovely granddaughter and thank you so much for your comments. I must admit the last two lines exercised me somewhat. It took three versions before I got it right. Glad you liked it. love you much too.
Grams.
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cristaldust
Dear Hugh,
In the middle of everything that has been going on with Edna's illness and the extra chores you found time to read this poem. Thank you indeed for your comments. I am very pleased and humbled that you like it.
hugs and love, XXX Joy
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ooh Grams...this is a fine sonnet with a killer of an ending! this sounds amazing when read out loud
Love you much & millions
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