Jake A. Poet Italian Sonnet

A Dance

Now I watch close the shades of red and white
Falling on windows facing each other
mixing thoughts with a far older brother
one who for far longer danced in light
he rises, and rises, giving the sight
to world-weary eyes, long bereft of peace,
from what dark corner he has found release
that he should revel so in blinding light.

For now he will fade, recede, and return
rest his tired soul, his brothers have now thought
and danced enough at a steady burn,
as for his coming, going, we know naught,
only that his grace we will never earn
that light, and thought, and love is sweetly bought.

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Skat A November 24, 2015 at 4:04 PM This is the third Italian Sonnet, I've read this year. I'm not familiar with the form. However, the imagery is perfect. After reading your first poem. I see you have no problems with imagery. Love SKAT