Come light and bless his tired eyes once more,
to see the colors, smell your fragrant dew;
ignore his prayer! Anger’s at the core.
Dire thoughts drive his tongue, you know it’s true .
Come light and pull him out of twilight’s hue,
show him the freshness though the path be worn,
refresh his eyes with all his spirit knew:
To behold beauty, one must feel the thorn,
tearing, gashing, die! Die poet, and mourn
the self of past and give raw form a chance
to speak anew, and sing rhymes without scorn
find new breath, music, rhythm, sound and dance!
Come light and bless his tired eyes once more.
Ignore his prayer! Anger’s at the core.
Carmen Ruggero©2005
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Love & Peace
William
Love Tinka
Aberjhani
The rhyme-scheme's right, the rhythmn is smooth, and the message relevent.
Good work!
Joselyn
Not many know perfection but you have achieved it! This is just gorgeous!
Lisa
love this piece,
Vesna ;)
blessin's
cynth'ya
Beautiful composition to glow on the Major Art, and to enrich the pages of Poetry. "A Poet’s Dawn [Spenserian sonnet]" has paid its dues and delivered a profound message.
I salute You, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Regis
the self of past and give raw form a chance
to speak anew, and sing rhymes without scorn
find new breath, music, rhythm, sound and dance...>>>
Carmen, that's exquisite...a passionate plea, yet moderated advice... you excel
Gina
Eileen
We poets and writers must be free thinkers to be able to totally express ourselves, unhindered by form, and unrestricted by convention, otherwise we will never capture The Eternal Now, which is forever evolving and changing !
Reminds me of the great Expressionist painters who met together in Parisian cafes to exchange their free thinking ideas and techniques.
The accompanying picture is very symbolic and compelling
Peter