Cinnamon Moon (Sonnet XIV)
by Kevin S. Hart
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Not a form I usually choose, but I'd still like to know how well, or how horribly, I handled it. I've reposted it... it's usually better to post the final draft, isn't it?
Cinnamon moon candles tangerine sky,
Sand-whispered caress of lost loverís name.
With message borne, try to rekindle flame
Against hope, loose jess, send red hawk to fly.
Gold oasis hides azure pool, my cries
Tan shadows mock, murmurs remembered name,
Ripe dates' sweet perfume cannot cover shame,
Hubris cloaked duty, worn like a fool's disguise.
Apricot mists ghost across pale beige gloom,
Enfold my mind as raw hashish clouds thought.
Promises broken, destiny kept while
Memory swirls as baleful night shades bloom.
Might life return back to how it was sought?
Desert wind sighs; chill as past loverís smile.
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|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Beautiful offering Kevin!!
|Reviewed by L. Figgins
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Quite a hodgepodge of memories stand out within this poem, sonnet, if you will. You are very good at making words dance to your quill. Nice.|