Hunger For Life
This life beholds a promise…night awaits
When frosted snows are memories of past
And charm of May adorns our garden gates,
While tending flowers, spring returns at last!
Dusk lingers on, the moon a brighter blue,
Emerald the grassland instead of hay
My journals toss , as August flares anew--
Yet I drain paper and ink by the shore.
For in summer , wrinkled hands uncover
Quaint pebbles, the campfire… all lusty days
to think about, as my stories hover:
A moment to thirst for breath’s passion, ablaze.
Though seasons unfurl their immortal dance
I’ll embrace old age , chasing time’s romance.
Written for My Muse, Mortal Contest ( Sonnet)
Sponsor: Gregory R Barden 6/25/2018
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2018
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