Gershon Wolf Poet Sonnet

A Test of Alliterative Conscience

My conscience came to a clearing,
Freed from clamorous cacophony
Of criers, critics, and claimants
  That commonly carp at me.

Calm, cool contemplation
Called out its care and concern:
Consider a commitment to courage
  Fortitude's clear-headed urn.

Calculating quickly a crisis,
I had come to the critical curve:
Could I commit to courage and clarity--
  Or into craven cowardice would I swerve?

My conscience had come to a clearing:
Could I conquer my demons this time?

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Line Gauthier March 24, 2018 at 10:48 PM Great alliterative poem, Gershon. |Love your message. Well done.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 22, 2018 at 9:10 PM Back with congrats my friend! xomo :) Gershon Wolf March 22, 2018 at 9:53 PM Thank you, Maureen! Mucho appreciato. :) Gershon

Kim Rodrigues March 22, 2018 at 5:30 PM This is so good! ...my conscience came to a clearing. Congrats! Gershon Wolf March 22, 2018 at 9:52 PM High praise, Kim, from someone I almost always look up to every contest. Your kind words mean a lot to me. Thank you so much! And congrats to you on your winning entry, 'Ends,' a haunting, stunning write. :) Gershon

Susan Gentry March 22, 2018 at 3:19 PM Congrats on your win. Enjoyed reading... you passed test coincidently... Gershon Wolf March 22, 2018 at 3:38 PM Thanks for stopping at my site, Susan,...and extra thanks for your verdict on the test: It's one I face every day. Best wishes, Gershon

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 20, 2018 at 10:18 PM Delicious soup! Gershon Wolf March 21, 2018 at 1:24 PM Kind-hearted comment, keenly appreciated. Best wishes, Comrade Volkov (Wolf, in Russian, is Volk).

Freddie Robinson Jr. March 20, 2018 at 8:41 PM Breathtakingly brilliant, Gershon! Creative crystalline cisterns of cool water consciousness. Sensational sparks of scintillating poetry. Loved it a lot . Love and more love always. Gershon Wolf March 20, 2018 at 9:26 PM Your alliterative allusions amaze and astound, FRJ!! I think your comment deserves a trophy prize!! Love and Roses; Caring and Concern, Eternal, my brother. Ciao! Gershon