Ed Morris Poet Sonnet

A Sonnet To Sadness

The ancient anguish of a hurting heart
Bequeaths no beauteous scene to me today.
It’s just a jagged chasm gashed apart,
A stream with boulders strewn in disarray.
Like rusted leaves that bleakly canvas fall
Or barren trees that bear the winter snow,
Its listlessness conceals a stonework wall
That bars the beggar from his bungalow.
A long-abandoned barn where pigeons flock
Beside three worn-out crosses marking graves,
It’s lonely as a lighthouse on a rock
Forever battered by the crashing waves.
Their ceaseless song may soothe a sleepless soul,
But how, I sigh, can sad be beautiful?

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Date Written: January 3, 2019
Contest: Beautiful Sadness, sponsored by John Hamilton

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Wendy Watson January 15, 2019 at 12:46 PM This was a great read,Ed and I loved the lighthouse imagery. Congratulations on your success in this contest. Best wishes Wendy Ed Morris January 15, 2019 at 6:40 PM Thanks, Wendy. The lighthouse imagery is my favorite part, too. :-)

John Hamilton January 15, 2019 at 11:30 AM This is amazing writing Ed, I think the first time reading you, won't be the last, this is top quality, congrats on a fine placement in a very tough contest to judge. Ed Morris January 15, 2019 at 11:37 AM Thank you, John.

P.S. Awtry January 3, 2019 at 1:38 PM this is sad and beautiful and I think you could write ANYTHING! :) Ed Morris January 3, 2019 at 1:43 PM Thanks P.S. I'm not actually sad today, BTW, just finally got a half-decent idea for a poem to write for that contest. :-)