Sunday Sonnet!

🎀

As though in rhythmic tune with breeze they danced,
Bright faces smiling gaily as they swayed,
Recalling thought of erstwhile spring romance,
When young hearts went a-walking one fine day;
Beneath a cloudless cerulean sky,
A gentle zephyr kissed enchanting blooms,
As hand in hand young lovers walked nearby,
While whispered speech their precious time consumes;
In earnestness they solemnly avowed
Their loyalty into eternity;
Misfortune would their destiny becloud,
Fruition of their dreams was not to be.
Idyllic plans for future oft are made,
Then by reality to be betrayed!

©Meanderings 2018

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Sunday Sonnet!

🦋

Into seductive, beck’ning far beyond,
Creative thoughts of fancy take their flight,
Like famished vultures to their prey respond,
They hasten to their realm of sheer delight;
Reflections from the past impulses feed,
Abandon casting caution to the breeze,
Distraction not allowed to slacken speed,
No senseless intervention, if you please;
Alas, ’tis in the nature of a dream,
Completely unpredictable to be,
Converting appetising Devon cream
Into distasteful, curdling whey with glee;
For flighty thoughts your heart to fill with grace,
Let reverie reality embrace!

© Meanderings 2016

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Sunday Sonnet!

Then whispered gentle Hope to trembling Doubt,
This may not be the whole of what you see,
No need for negativity to sprout,
Await with patience true reality;
Reflect afresh on what you do perceive,
Embracing what the senses all imbibe,
Too easy casual glimpses misconceive
Leading to needless harmful diatribe;
Attend to what is being said and shown
And not to what or how you might respond;
‘Tis better that all nuances be known
Than keen anticipation’s hat is donned;
Discernment beds in single-minded care,
Good Counsel be her philanthropic heir!

©Meanderings 2016