Month: January 2023

Sonnet 571

On By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment
Cimmerian scenes, rough-etched in ice and snow
Lie draped across the fields—bare, stark and lean;
From ragged hedgerow, desperate shadows flow—
Spilled on white ground, once gold and lushly green.
A feeble sun ignites the icicles
Which melt to diamond tears of vernal joy;
That gelid grip now seems inimical—
As so to draw upon the siege of Troy.
This hint of springtime dripping from the eaves
Turns harrowed thoughts to memories of you
And heartens so a soul that still bereaves
Your long departure—grief’s unchanging hue.
Yet in those gleaming drops some hope to find;
Though you still gone…and winter on my mind.
 

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Sonnet 570

On By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment
For you alone make these grey walls a home:
You are the sconce above the table fare
Which cradles light that so dispels all gloom
And softly accents loving fruit laid there.
You are the frill frond curtains of delight
That welcomes sunshine ‘cross the window’s sill
To fill drab rooms with cheerful dappled light
Which then upon swept spotless floors does spill.
The hearthstones warm, still from the homespun fire,
Where riddled coals bespeak their hearty praise;
The smell of fresh baked bread upon the air
And gentle laughter sung to spirits raise.
A god spun woman—bright and fancy free:
The sterling best of love and liberty.

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