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This is my first Petrarchan sonnet...

Grey days of loss and loneliness are here
Sad nights as long as shadows in the deep
No joy, no hope, no gentleness, no sleep
No ray of light predicted to appear
Just disappointment, emptiness and fear
And sacred dreams discarded in a heap
By some abyss of faith too wide to leap
In ruins lies the love we held so dear

Wise folk will say there will be love again
That suns come up, and suns go down, and yet
All I perceive is darkness, drear and grim
All I can feel is searing hurt and pain
My heart, my fingers, too burnt to forget
All blistered, from the flame I hold for him

by Gail


Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 4/14/2016 8:31:00 AM
A beautifully written sad and melancholy sonnet, Gail. I love sonnets and this one is brilliant. A7 and into my fave's. T.J
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Gail Foster
Date: 4/14/2016 12:22:00 PM
Thank you so much, Teppo, for your comment and your 7, I really appreciate it. All the best to you.
Date: 4/10/2016 6:20:00 PM
Well done, Gail. Same rhyme scheme as an Italian Sonnet. Really nice especially your first one. Peace my friend:)
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Gail Foster
Date: 4/13/2016 6:04:00 AM
Thank you. It was a challenge to write this, in more ways than one x