Cracked Hulls And Bloody Flags (English sonnet)

by Ben Pickard   Mar 23, 2021

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 bleak 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 voyage 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 forevermore.


Ben Pickard


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  • 2 weeks ago

    by Everlasting


  • 2 weeks ago

    by Em

    Congratulations on the win, another deserving sonnet. I've always struggled with these so just give up but the flow just seems to come from deep within you.
    Fabulous as always,
    Em x

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Keira Pickard

    Congratulations, Dad!

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Congratulations, a winning sonnet!

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Everlasting

    Bravo! Thanks for sharing Ben.

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