Gail Foster Poet Sonnet

Orion,A Sonnet

How cold you are, Orion, and how bright
Your belt of glittered stars, your hands and feet
As frost on stone and diamonds in the night
As ice on glass and statues in the street
I’m told you are a light from long ago
A huntsman froze before he made the kill
To rise in winter, rampant with his bow
To fall in spring, and die beneath the hill
How bold you are, and how you dominate
The sky between the Plough and Pleiades
The old canal, the bridge, the graveyard gate
The owls who haunt the shadows of the trees
Sing, Sirius, and all the stars divine!
How old you are, Orion, how you shine

© Gail Foster 9th December 2017

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Susan Ashley December 17, 2017 at 6:51 PM An enchanting and enthralling sonnet Gail. Beautiful and enticing imagery, rhythm, rhyme and theme. A fantastic write and completely enjoyed! Gail Foster December 18, 2017 at 7:12 PM Thank you for your lovely words, Susan

Silent One December 17, 2017 at 2:46 PM Great sonnet Gail.. nice subject.. Gail Foster December 17, 2017 at 3:56 PM Thank you so much for the read and comment, Silent One. I wrote this after cycling over the canal bridge one night. Orion looked magnificent. Those stars are the only thing I like about winter. Best wishes to you.