Bed Of Snow (invented sonnet)
Bed Of Snow
Death’s work awaits his slower hand outside
with winter’s wheelbarrow filled-up with snow.
The little cabin’s wall that’s hung with skulls
is dark and caught in silent-sheeted white;
it’s dreams are hidden under earth’s hushed glow
where easy winds are chilled with shivered lulls.
The screen is tight; the door is sealed for night.
The window is without a glint of light,
as dusk rolls in to set its silken black
along this sullen crest in dimmer slack
where fading cloth is poised to slip beneath
the loss of sight. This snow wills to bequeath
the murmur found below the sparkled gleam
in stars to wreath the rounded hour’s extreme.
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(notes)
© RH Peat 1/10/2012 4:57pm
Form: invented Sonnet/ 14 lines: iambic pentameter.
Rhyme Scheme: abcabc aaddee ff.
Ekphrasis: Cover of Poet’s Forum Mag. Volume 23 - Number 1
For my brother who died 6 months ago.
Well composed one!
Liked the new rhyming style you introduce in your invented version, Ron...a well composed sonnet that evokes the memories of snow-cold death...a good poem written in the memory of your deceased brother
Well penned.
A great piece Ron...May your brother's soul rest in peace....Recommended
Well composed Ron ! -Raj
Ron, This is a beautifully evocative invented sonnet. (on the 5th line i think you want its, not the contraction it's).
I genuinely see you as the Andrew Wyeth of the written word.
I've come back to recommend this, Ron!
A sonnet to my heart! So beautiful and at the same time very interesting! So sorry, may your brother R.I.P. (today I've brought my sister-in-law to her grave, she died last friday 6th Jan, I came home, opened PF and saw your sonnet with its last sentence....coincidence?)
A wonderful tribute to your brother Ron...a tender verse. Dorothy Singing Still