Sunday Sonnet!

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Too soon the Winter sun in western sky
Declines, as though in fear of pending Night,
So little time for aged to say ‘Hi’,
Their darkened spirits to be filled with light;
Restricted to the friendship of four walls,
By ruthless limitations of old age,
Vicissitude of Winter’s whim forestalls
The yearning heart, fair weather to engage;
O, that the warm embrace of Summer’s sun,
The cold, dark days of Snow Queen would displace,
A brighter mien to bring to everyone,
And smiles return to every sullen face.
Pray, tarry not much longer Blessed Spring,
Great harbinger of joy for all to sing!

©Meanderings 2017

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Summer Mini-Monos #4

In the sun,
Meet someone,
On the run,
All well done,
To have fun!

Jog ten miles,
Wearing smiles,
Hurdling stiles,
Sipping vials,
Friendship piles!

©Meanderings 2016

 

‘Sell Out’…..

Would you betray me with a kiss?
The dreaded question for deceit,
Most antithetical to bliss,
The way to personal defeat.

Uncommon custom to close friends,
Would you betray me with a kiss?
A gesture that no one offends,
When proferred with no ill remiss.

When loyalty has gone amiss,
Exposing Trust to Evil’s guile,
‘Would you betray me with a kiss?’
For sure true friendship shall defile.

Whether through choice or by design,
Such treachery shall none dismiss,
May Life me ne’er to this consign –
Would you betray me with a kiss!

©Meanderings 2016

A Villanelle – Be Wise!

New Vistas!!!

Let not misfortune weaken your resolve,
Nor fear to seek assistance from a friend,
When well appointed plans fail to evolve;

Perchance another’s insight will dissolve
Those vague complexities that might attend –
Let not misfortune weaken your resolve.

In comradeship your future do involve,
For in distress on it you need depend,
When well appointed plans fail to evolve.

From solid life vicissitudes exsolve
Presenting disconcertions that offend –
Let not misfortune weaken your resolve.

Upon the road of life we need to solve
Contentions which our honour shall defend,
When well appointed plans fail to evolve.

From untoward concern the self absolve,
Solicitude, to her embrace extend –
Let not misfortune weaken your resolve
When well appointed plans fail to evolve!

© Meanderings 2015.