Beware of the Thorn
~
Tonight I bare my folly to the moon
O’ moon, you saw the ways the devil woos
How roses swoon to songs so out of tune
But hearts refuse to see the naked truth
A bloom that seeks the sun to feel the glow
For gentle touch and whispers from the breeze
Instead of sonnets sung with warming breath
His mirth has had his laugh, and left with ease
I trace the choices made…each withered shard
Love strove to use me up, and follow scorn
I stand alone, stripped bare of self regard
As petals fell away, stripped down to thorns
Love’s fragrance steals my breath, against my will
Made captive by a heart who seeks it still
~
Lost Love Sonnet For Francine's Contest:
By Carrie Richards 1/20/12
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