Why is it that the thoughts do jostle sadly close,
and ride upon the feelings of the day and night,
where sorrow holds the reins of raddled reason;
consciousness is torn through fear's dark blight?
I cannot answer questions which do form and fold,
and tuck the sheets of hope beneath the bed,
which made itself as optimism watched beside;
and yet the answers hold the knife; I'm bled.
If there were any way to straighten passion's mind,
and call to order all that strangles faith,
so would be restored, the plan and purpose bright;
forgiveness then could take the place of hate,
and neaten corners, edges, tangled ends -
plump high the pillows, where love rests her head.
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lots of things change when forgiveness takes the place of hate..not always easy to get there but def. worth the struggle...and priceless when those corners neaten and love finds a place to rest her head again..
ReplyDeleteThanks Claudia.
DeleteForgiveness is of utmost importance in finding the love again. Love your form and would like to read it aloud
ReplyDeleteI believe poetry should be read aloud. At least then it is true to the bardic tradition.
Deleteforgiveness is one of the greatest gifts we can give to others....or give to ourselves....it does allow love to come back in as well...
ReplyDeleteYes, but it can take time and should not be forced. Well, it can't be forced. Forgiveness, like friendship, happens.
DeleteThis poem grapples so powerfully with issues of faith and redemption and the self-destruction that comes from hanging onto our injuries--the ins and outs of the Sonnet form work so well. Thanks for participating in the prompt. K.
ReplyDeleteI like the sonnet form - the 'ride' it brings and the 'song' it sounds.
Deleteoh, this is wonderfully crafted. deep and rich with lots of power. a truly excellent sonnet.
ReplyDelete~Miriam
Love this sonnet. It just has a wonderful flow and your words are rich!
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