Sunshine basking behind thunderous clouds
frozen icicles shadow flames of spring,
cloaked within darkness of depression shrouds
delusions and hallucinations sing.
I was the wiser of nature's first born
breathing love from a dandelion's kiss,
upon daydreams of a rose petal thorn
I grew passionate under beauty's bliss.
Older I become, my patience grows thin
walking through muddy puddles, I trod slow
stalking rainbows becomes a hopeful sin,
a desire yearned for as cool breezes blow.
Lady of moss shall lay me down softly
melodic embers burning so sweetly
Shakespearean Sonnet: abab-cdcd-efef-gg
10 syllable line count
To take on a sonnet is an achievement all on its own, Once I read through this once I knew I was going to score this, just had to pick where to place it. I love the whole nature theme of this and I believe that the writer of this piece does also. Every little scene is perfectly painted and the imagery of each line is crammed well despite the syllable restrictions. Some of the stand out lines are line three. This line says so much for me and it is nice to be able to relate to a poem in this way. The best line though has to be "stalking rainbows becomes a hopeful sin"
So true and makes me think of how we all dream of something better, it is the clock that keeps us all ticking over. We all have some reference in our daily lives that keeps us moving on, whether it be the hopes of winning the lottery or finding true love. Maybe just the next holiday or the next soccer game.
I have written many sonnets and I know that they can be a pain, but this is effortless and so I have chosen to award 10 points for this. Well done.
I'll try again to leave a comment...this is the third attempt...anyone else having problems commenting on nature poems?
I love you title Andrea and feel it ties in very well with the contents of this sonnet. Moss is so old but still very beautiful in my eyes...so many different shades that give it a certain depth and, I think that's what you were aiming for here?
Perhaps the young carefree persona at the start of this would be a light shade of moss and...as it matured it became darker as life dealt cards that were unexpected?
I'm not sure of the significance of the last two lines...maybe it's some ritual that I'm unaware of but the image seems like a peaceful ending of some sort...
Congrats on the win...sorry I never got to this one sooner and....Hope my comment reaches you this time :)