Craig Cornish Poet Sonnet

Life, A Leaf

So much like we, a life that caught the rain,
in storms that tested all our will to live,
and shook until our grasp could feel the pain
in angry squalls not ready to forgive.
Amongst a million souls now what are we
~ just leaves the autumn wind has blown to die,
'twas simply fate and always meant to be,
and wasted months and years that wonder why?
Yet something shuffles on the forest floor
where ashes and a lonely leaf was cast,
to be the end of life forevermore?
To lie among the long forgotten past?
   But, mortal life becomes what nature knows.
   A fertile soil where newborn leaves can grow...

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Andrea Dietrich September 11, 2026 at 9:48 PM I see you did your own leaf sonnet. Brilliant work, Craig. Perfect meter naturally but the whole message of it is wonderfully summed up by the ending couplet Craig Cornish September 12, 2026 at 11:43 AM Thanks very much Andrea!😊

Ink Empress August 9, 2026 at 5:13 AM Usually, when I read a sonnet, I tend to notice the difficulty of flowing the rhyme scheme ~ but with you, it just flows seamlessly! I have a feeling you can write sonnet in your sleep too dear Craigsz! This is a fave for me. I can’t do it in meter but I admire your ability to do so… Also many thanks for the placement in your contest. I enjoyed writing. Been traveling:. Sending you light always 🌙💫 Craig Cornish September 11, 2026 at 6:19 AM Inky, thank you very much and I'm sorry not to be responding 'til now

Ink Empress August 9, 2026 at 5:11 AM This is so deeply moving dear Craigszie, I absolutely love the way youv pondered about life and existence, so much has been touched and as I read this I cant help but think, only a wise soul who has seen and tasted different rays of seasons would know how to write like this! I especially felt “ Amongst a million souls now what are we ~ just leaves the autumn wind has blown to die” cycle of life… we all come and return to wherevere we belong ~ I just love the profound manner your sonnet is woven

Jesse Rowe August 3, 2026 at 6:33 AM Such a beautiful, wistful take on the contest. For all our struggles in life, we hope to ease the struggles of those who come after us.