Month: June 2023

Sonnet 596

On By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment
It is an edict of this moral age
That we rise up to make all wrongs a right,
There in so doing, vile offense assuage
That all who view shall see us as contrite.
Here many do portray a righteous face
Oft giving alms as so to mantle sin
And courting virtue, heft a hollow cross
While piety masks venal acts therein.
When goodness does but good, it sanctifies;
Virtuous thoughts alone may cleanse the soul.
A vow of poverty full dignifies—
Yet those disciples often tread alone.
What moral standard in a good is found,
When gifts of pennies front the theft of pounds?

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Sonnet 595

On By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment
So did sour sadness permeate sweet June
When my perennial failed her return;
No urgent prayers could turn too late to soon,
As barren earth did crowd with weeds I spurned.
What was the failure, water, wind or sun?
Or yet occult, by gods or fate denied?
What unseen hand marked now her time as done
And by cruel stroke did love and hope deride?
But yet the sun does rise, so too comes rain
And still the wind wends through the gardens green
Where blossoms bright dance ever much the same,
Though still upon my heart, bring no reprieve.
I often sit and muse upon that flower
And marvel at the strength of beauty’s power.

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