Jeremy Martin Poet Sonnet

Circles of Slumber

The amaryllis yawns in bed of white 
The fall of day paints shadows on the rose 
Each flower is a ward of solemn night 
Their gentle sleep upon which none impose 

Beyond the halls and down the drowsy stair 
Into the hallowed stillness of the lake 
Illuminating every pebble there 
The moon believes that no one is awake 

Yet bittern watches all with eyes of gold 
Alighted new in absence of the light 
And with his lusty call so clear and bold 
He breaks the quietude and then takes flight 

A ripple in the water seeks the shore 
It meets the rocks and ripples there no more

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Poet Destroyer A April 24, 2013 at 7:26 PM Jeremy, congratulations with your poem on Andrea's, favorite list. always~ Linda

Kyle Maples April 21, 2013 at 2:25 PM Beautiful imagery! I love Sonnets, and this is one of my favorites that I've read here. Thanks for checking out some of my work too!

Andrea Dietrich March 23, 2013 at 12:07 AM Yes, I was right. It was you! Jeremy Martin March 25, 2013 at 8:21 PM twas

Andrea Dietrich March 16, 2013 at 8:45 AM oh my gosh, Jeremy. I so rarely find a sonnet that is written so immaculately as this one. The meter, the rhyme, the beautiful theme, the use of words. It's JUST what SONNET is meant to be. For me, this is one of your most amazing poems I've yet to see. And you have to know how I adore sonnets because I have written hundreds of my own. A big fat FAVE for this one!!! Jeremy Martin March 25, 2013 at 8:21 PM Awww Andrea you make me blush

Sheri Fresonke Harper March 15, 2013 at 2:35 PM Lovely imagery and format in this sonnet, Jeremy, you paint a beautiful lake scene. Jeremy Martin March 16, 2013 at 6:59 AM Thank you kindly, Sheri

Ruby Honeytip March 13, 2013 at 1:12 AM Holy moly! Geez Louise! Who are you Jeremy? You are like a cheeky spring breeze...will not....can not be contained or trapped in a genre or box...love that about you! Jeremy Martin March 16, 2013 at 6:53 AM Aw!!! Jeremy Martin March 16, 2013 at 6:52 AM Aw!!!

Donna Jones March 12, 2013 at 4:45 PM Jeremy...just what do you do young man? Teacher? Roughneck? Student? I wonder!!!! Because you sure are one heck of a poet!!!!!!! You could write a book! Another great one! Jeremy Martin March 12, 2013 at 11:31 PM And yours, too. Donna. Hah! I am a roughneck student, I guess you could say. ;)

Ilene Bauer March 12, 2013 at 3:27 PM i'm always delighted to see a poem with your name attached and you certainly didn't disappoint this time. this poem is really a gem - just gorgeous imagery, rhythm and perfect rhyme - bravo! Jeremy Martin March 12, 2013 at 11:31 PM Ilene, your comments just make my day! Thank you!

Timothy Hicks March 12, 2013 at 1:11 PM I'm surprised there isn't any comments yet. This was really wonderful work! It felt so serene. "The moon believes that no one is awake" << golden line right there! Everything was elegantly descriptive and you've managed to make what you DIDN'T say as important as what you did... like the couplet at the end implying the bird jumping out of the lake and flying away... great sonnet! Jeremy Martin March 12, 2013 at 11:30 PM Very very kind of you, Timothy. I enjoy your poetry as well.