Lofty Lakes Are Black Lagoons (English sonnet)

by Ben Pickard   Jun 30, 2020

In that blue lake, I wanted to believe -
It's sapphire ripples moulding with your form -
But, oh! to think on how I was deceived,
As lofty lakes are seldom swam in warm.
I dwelled and ran about your rocky shores,
Before I took the final, fateful dive;
If only hearts were built on sturdy floors,
We wouldn't drown while keeping them alive.
In naked depths and one more liquid kiss,
I dragged my lungs to where the air could reach,
But now I choke on that which once was bliss,
And I lie drowning on this barren beach.
Beware the love in which you are marooned;
Beware the mountains and their black lagoons.


Ben Pickard


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  • 6 months ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Hey Ben, I see you've not lost your touch in writing mind-boggling fantastic sonnets! Sometimes when I read your sonnets about love, I wonder if it's that you experience love on a different, more intense level than the rest of us mere non-sonnet writing mortals; or whether you're just far better at expressing it with your vivid metaphors.
    You know I'm a traditionalist and to me, you epitomize 'poetry' in its purest form. Really (really) excellent stuff! :-) x

    • 6 months ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Good to hear from you again, Kitty. Many thanks for stopping by.

  • 6 months ago

    by Daniel

    'As lofty lakes are seldom swam in warm.' ooh what a mouthful! It's almost a tongue twister!

    There's a deep nostalgia and longing throughout this Ben. Wonderful sonnet weaving as ever.

  • 6 months ago

    by Meena Krish

    This is a beautiful Sonnet interwoven with a story of olden days perhaps...nonetheless, I liked the read :)

    • 6 months ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you, again.
      All the best as ever

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