Ah, Life! Sonnet Iv
Ah, Life!
IV
Sun vultures circle fresher, greener prey
from shadows edged with Death’s esthetic claws
and yet, the break of dawn decrees I stay
and leaves me pinched in your cold, rigid jaws.
Too many hours it takes for me to waste
the golden coin that blisters my raw soul,
when all I crave is just one final taste
of nectar filling Midnight's lidded bowl.
Each night I know my truest dream is near,
for I can feel Him soothe my sunburned eyes
His lethal crowl and horse on Death's frontier
allows me to envision my demise.
Ah, Life, I never loved you from the start
and yet you stalk my heavy, haunted heart.
Copyright © Jean Marble | Year Posted 2007
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