Sunday Sonnet!



Within the confines of this darkened room,
Surrounded by unspeaking silence, I,
Undaunted, rise to front oppressive gloom,
Its ogre-threatening gestures to defy;
Encouraged by the endless lack of sleep,
My broken spirit leans towards distress,
In mortal fear portending dungeons deep,
From which redemption beggars trust, no less;
Yet, deep within the soul resides a spark,
Though buffeted by life-destroying storm,
Retains its luminescence in the dark,
The embers of the faintest hope to warm;
While breathes a being on this transient earth,
Persists the prospect ever for rebirth.

ยฉMeanderings 2017


27 responses to “Sunday Sonnet!

  1. excellent! I see your muse refreshed and welcome…:-)

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  2. What a wonderful poem, describes hope

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  3. This is very beautiful….Yes hope sweet hope is key to our lives on this earth…Good to see you back…Janet. ๐Ÿ™‚ xx

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  4. Beautiful – hope and rebirth.

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  5. A powerful description of the threatening power of insomnia to affect our whole outlook. I agree with you about the ‘spark’ – which the darkness can never overcome. Shades of John 1.

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  6. Thanks Gill! Yes, that ‘spark’ is ever present…. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Hugs!


  7. you certainly have your own way of describing the world.
    A true poet ,Babs ๐Ÿ™‚ <ยฃ

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