Beneath veneers of sparkling etiquette,
There oft resides unborn Leviathan,
From Common Man to privileged Baronet,
Dishonesty invades whatever clan;
Ambition every gimmick can deploy,
Unmindful of due diligence or care,
Sometimes its very self it can destroy,
Leaving Good Sense and Reason to despair;
The Brave and Bold need wield the Sword of Truth,
With neither Fear nor Favour to the fore,
Though impolite be deemed to be uncouth,
Veracity’s due deference to restore;
As certain as the Light of Day demise,
So shall the morrow’s Sun again arise!
©Meanderings 2016
unusual color arrangement in that rose…nice gait to the sonnet -)
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Thanks P! Yes, these roses are coming into bloom now….Absolutely stunning colour…. Hugs! ❤
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I love the striped colors, especially red and yellow. I have some red and white that are striking, too.
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People always like to talk about the certainties in life: death and taxes. Meanwhile, you are focused on the sunrise and sunset. Beautiful write.
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Thanks Matey..Cheers!
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Beautiful sonnet and bloom.
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Beautiful image and very wise words…thank you Janet.xxx
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Thanks Janet….Have a good week. Hugs!
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Excellent. I really enjoyed reading this one, amazing vocabulary!
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Thank you…Hugs!
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Marvelous, totally agree. Beautiful photo.xxx
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Thanks D! Glad you approve…. Hugs! ❤
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wow what a sonnet! “As certain as the Light of Day demise,
So shall the morrow’s Sun again arise!” I love that line. It’s just perfect. I love the sword of truth analogy which flows through to the end.
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Thanks Mel. Much appreciate your comment….Hugs! ❤
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Hugs!
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🙂
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