Lonna Blodgett Poet Sonnet

Perdition

In tears that feign to be a slave with deeds
That mourn my life and ousts the face of peace
These sad bells ring with cries for now I grieve
And bow my head because I cannot cease

I choose the weight of ton and gloom of ache
To lay in watch to mark the clock rush slow
The pang of rail, the strike of steel to take
With one foot in the pit of grave songs woe

The sun has but to trade the dark to light
But lost and fixed its loft clings far too high
As cold and cloud have barred such smiles from sight
To breach this heart so meek with sad lost cries

Bound and caged it has penned my last good bye
To spare this heart in dread to spurn or die

December 28, 2020

Addiction Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Rob Levasseur
N/A 1-18-1021

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Sam Kauffman May 8, 2021 at 9:12 AM Classical, poetic beauty rich with imagery illustrating pain of passing whether in a final goodbye or in one of life's moments of passing, Lonna. Congratulations on your win.

Christuraj Alex May 7, 2021 at 11:22 PM Congratulations!

William Kelii Kekaula May 7, 2021 at 10:35 PM Many are lost and condemned, shackled to their weaknesses as dependency overwhelms, vulnerable, and helpless. Passionately executed, Lonna, truly remarkable. My gratitude for your participation, and my compliments on your well-deserved placement my friend, Aloha!

John Watt January 12, 2021 at 11:39 PM Dark and deep, this is a masterful account of being enslaved to an unmentioned addiction. I love reading your writing, dear Lonna, you obviously write from the heart, but with a head that guides exactly how to choose the right words. I love the line 'The sun has but to trade the dark to light', so original and effective in painting the right scene. A fave for me. Enjoy your day my friend ~ John John Watt January 14, 2021 at 8:58 PM The feeling is mutual, my friend. You are greatly appreciated. Lonna Blodgett January 14, 2021 at 11:43 AM Dear poet friend, I cannot tell you how important your comments become. You truly understand my words and I so appreciate it. Lonna