Red Sky in Morning (a sonnet)
by Wm. Eric Hammond
Monday, October 22, 2007
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Helpless ones, gently tossed on waters blue.
Spiraling above, dark my hunger grows,
ravenously pounding – savage green hue.
With growling intensity, black wind blows.
They smell of fear, and turn their sails to flee;
with fervent slashing, soon I render them
swirling tattered flags of futility.
I block the sun – both sky and hopes grow dim.
Mast and plank shatter beneath hale-laced rain.
Deep in wooden bowels my prey does cower.
My inert toy has ceased to entertain.
Crackling green claws mangle, and I devour.
With hunger sated, mirror sea, calm sky,
The tranquil trap reset, in wait I lie.
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|Reviewed by David Hightower
|Perfect title - Red Sky in Morning (sailors take warning) Good weather indicator in the mountains, too. Never thought of personifying it, though. Excellent! - David|
|Reviewed by blue soplain
|closing couplet is stilling. ..
combining tranquility with trembling. ..
a beautiful thing~
|Reviewed by David Perry
|Great! Anyone who's been in a bad storm at sea will attest!|
|Reviewed by Myrna Badgerow
|And my first read of yours is a sonnet! I am a lover of the sonnet form and enjoy reading good ones. This is very well done! Myrna|
|Reviewed by Chuck Keller
|Great sonnet! I've been working on this form for the past couple of years and I admire anyone who attempts it. And the sailing/sea setting is perfect. Good job.|