Cracked Hulls And Bloody Flags (English sonnet)

by Ben Pickard   Sep 26, 2017

If tears should fall upon an open wound,
And mix with all the claret thereabouts,
Do we, in ships of sand, become marooned
In hearts that suffer cruel and bloodless droughts?
And are we blinded by the sun that seeks
An eye already dry and vulnerable?
If ships are sunk by hulls that always leak
Then passion's seas are hopeless, cold and cruel.
We all attack the waves with witless glee -
Our flags begin the journey flying proud -
But shrivelled hearts and eyes mean misery:
We cannot see the sunshine through the clouds.
If we should set our course and leave the shore,
Then bloodless hearts will beat forever more.


Ben Pickard 2017


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  • 1 month ago

    by Paul Hirst

    I wish I had penned this
    Its wonderful

  • 2 months ago

    by Em

    Words fail me once again

  • 2 months ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Dear Ben OMG that is all I can say. Have a great day.

  • 2 months ago

    by Meena Krish you make me want to write a Sonnet! Have been so
    out of touch with it and this this is just brilliant!!! *Clapping*

    • 2 months ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thanks Meena. I look forward to reading it!

  • 2 months ago

    by mossgirl19

    Wow, Ben!!!

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