Emile Pinet Poet Sonnet

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Under Quarantine

At first, the view from my window looks bare;
abandoned streets and empty parking lots.
Yet things I hadn't before now, noticed there,
entice my muse and captivate my thoughts.

A pigeon lands on my balcony rail;
its iridescent feathers inked with light.
And as though this virus lifted a veil;
suddenly, its beauty came into sight.

While Nature can't be corralled or contained;
this lockdown allows me to observe Her.
And when anxieties and nerves get stained,
She reduces white noise to a whisper.

Though my body is under quarantine,
my mind is as free as it's ever been.

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James Horn April 23, 2020 at 11:39 AM Each moment appears to be so gruesome fill of so much guilt and animosity. Everyday I am hearing about problems the virus has been created for everyone. This whole thing has been very depressing.

Connie Marcum Wong April 9, 2020 at 6:23 PM How lovely Emile! When I see you have written a sonnet I know it is a proper sonnet! So many do not really understand what a sonnet is or how to write one. I so appreciate you know the difference as it matters to those who have gone before and for those who will come after to know the form. Your sonnet is a Fave for me Emile! Congratulations on your deserving win! Happy Easter my friend. Stay safe. xxoo Emile Pinet April 9, 2020 at 9:23 PM Thank you so much my friend, stay safe, Emile.