Richard Lamoureux Poet Sonnet

Ghostly Hands

Ghostly hands reached into my very soul
In a moment my heart was turned  to stone
All of my dreams were poured into a hole
I was afraid and felt I was alone

Then an Angel came and took me away
Whisked upward on wings towards heavens gates
She saved me even though I didn't pray
My heart restored as she removed the weight

I was sent back with a radiant smile
Once again living in a land of dreams
This is the place I must stay for a while
My tears now flowing down my face in steams

So thankful to be saved from ghostly hands
My heart is now my own to command

I was inspired to try out this form after reading Nette's poem Cherished

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Andrea Dietrich May 18, 2013 at 12:32 AM oh, I found your first sonnet. You did great for your first time. Very nicely rhymed and a lovely message with this one, Richard. Richard Lamoureux May 18, 2013 at 6:26 AM Thanks Andrea, also I appreciate you directing Me to Yanny's poem this morning. I really enjoy the unique way she uses her words.

Colleen Bono May 17, 2013 at 1:31 PM another great one.I posted a new one.take care Colleen Bono May 17, 2013 at 2:05 PM thanks for everything.Your words and thoughts have helped.take care Richard Lamoureux May 17, 2013 at 1:38 PM On my wayto have a look

Timothy Hicks May 16, 2013 at 11:06 PM ... the invisible puppet strings guiding you to where you need to be. This was an excellent first sonnet! My first attempt was "okay"... but I had to completely rewrite it after I realized that none of the syllables matched up (lol). The only person I have found that is able to pull off that well is Douglas Fulghum. They are unorthodox sonnets... but excellent, nonetheless! Richard Lamoureux May 17, 2013 at 7:41 AM Thanks Tim

Nette Onclaud May 16, 2013 at 10:13 PM if this is your first try, i am impressed!... this has wonderful feel of liberation... splendid imagery..sonnets become you :) hugggs Richard Lamoureux May 17, 2013 at 7:44 AM Thanks Nette, I looked back through my poems and it appears this is my second one. I completely forgot writing it. Thanks for the inspiration Nette.