Morose Man Poet Sonnet

Number 1

Passing I alone through this Stygian wood
Quite alone, with ghastly breaths travels ‘long
In my heart, bleak darkness resides for good
Comes much bleaker by the hours bygone
That; and lo, desolation trail in sight
And the birds stopped singing and flew away,
At eventide, cold frost bleeds side to side
The fog embraces the mute folks who stay
Whose smoky whispers, their presence erased 
I don’t care if the ground kisses my feet 
And blesses me the sight of forward way
Yet this darling dolor could make me plead
It’s good to know a step guides another
Then comes mournful twilight, the roads diverge

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Poet Destroyer A March 19, 2015 at 12:05 PM Morose:) Thank you so much for the reply. That was nice of you to comment my comment. ((regarding the bottom reply)) Always ~LINDA~

Poet Destroyer A March 16, 2015 at 12:39 AM Morose, Dropped by to say hi and congratulate you on having your poem selected by Soup's Administration. This is a wonderful poem to have featured on the homepage. ~Always & Forever~ LINDA Morose Man March 16, 2015 at 12:50 AM thank you linda

Skat A March 15, 2015 at 4:28 PM Hi, Morose:) Congratulations on having your awesome poem featured on the soups Home Page. ~SKAT LOVE~ Morose Man March 16, 2015 at 12:15 AM Thanks?

Skat A March 14, 2015 at 7:13 PM Morose, Stopping by with a nice, sweet Welcome to Poetry Soup. I will get much delight in reading and in time become familiar with your verse. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT Morose Man March 15, 2015 at 2:22 AM Hah?

Jaycee Cervenka March 12, 2015 at 5:20 PM I like reading desolate poetry on some days. And this is filled with a rich vocabulary and imagery that made it worth reading. Did you consider "I, passing alone" for the beginning? just feels more natural. Overall well done. Welcome to the site. Morose Man March 13, 2015 at 2:18 AM That indeed is a brilliant suggestion, it does feel more natural. Thank you so much Janet