Death Italian Sonnet Poems

A lunar luster spills a silvershine
cascade of nebulating moonshine lilt
onto a night-time field, drawing a quilt
of pale radiance over the still vine. 

A myriad of...

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Though matter may not be destroyed, the form
must be deformed; absolute fluidity
demands—with absolute rigidity—
that bonds made break free from an unstable frame.—

Erratic molecules and particles...

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Toppled by a bottle, collapsed upon
her painful past, asleep—but well awake!—,
unmoving, but for her mind stirred aquake,
the girl is yawning before her black dawn.

Alone, couched...

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My Fair Lady Lidja--disquiet--sigh
Limit thine opinions, my Lord Miltrose,
Thy intent fails midst tardily shadows
Albeit findeth tis aid satisfy
Ahh! My Lord Sir Gilroy, tis nice surprise
Twill...

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Late autumn winds are quickening the leaves
igniting metamorphosis of fall
where spectral colors burst forth and enthrall
a rapture brief, then vanishes and flees.
With fading eyes, she...

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Deciduous defines days of our lives
by temporary scenes upon its stage.
There we progress from infancy to age,
so often judged by wealth our death survives.
Deciduous events...

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From the chimes settling morning—
Another time, another change
I slept in your clothes yesterday;
The break in brass and sleep numbing
Red blur— buried color, holding
The lasting eyes...

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I ponder, lying pale upon my bed;
my head a 'roaring deep in notions... whys.
My thinking moves to plans for my demise
with comfort from my Lord...

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Doom smiles at us all, so we smile back.
Wilted petals on the Tree of Life don't die.
A most modest craftsman or a devil's eye.
All will...

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First tears do heat and drench the cheeks, flesh weak.
A London fog rolls in and life seems gray.
You can’t make a U-Turn, can’t find your...

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Old age can be a lonely time for some;
friends fade to acquaintances; slip away.
Though your achievements bolster your resume,
they've stagnated with time and seem humdrum.
The...

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Three long years since my love has gone away
And I have settled into a life of lonely self-ease,
Seeing no regrets or sorrows I need to...

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MICHELANGELO: Modern English Translations

Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475-1564) is considered by many experts to be the greatest artist and sculptor of all time. These are modern English...

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This hearth and home, my ivory tower,
     where in complete and thoughtful solitude
     I daily think, then...

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Now, I am speechless; I am without speech
As you transcend the simplistic to grand
Grant me the guidance of your gifted hand
In the temple of your...

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