Light and Death?
Unfortunately for this explanatory intro, I cannot clearly recall how clear sunrise appeared, yet that it looked hopefully like a good sunny day ahead. Working in the kitchen as dawn overspread the world, and joying in its romance, I found myself materially disheartened and dull as a cloudbank blotted out the golden light in its bleak dimness. This mercifully shortly disbanding, I thought to write a tribute to its effects in the previous sonnet, but derailed into a slight enumeration of the delights of Spring-like surroundings (having gone outdoors and tasting, discovered them), I tried again here. Hope you like it.
(sonnet # DLIII)
How wonderful clear blue skies seem, although
So commonplace; somehow their welcome cheer
Holds life in its embrace, as they appear
With golden sunshine to nigh banish woe.
For lo, Morn entered with but half its show,
Still in dawn's grace advanced until Light's sphere
Was overwhelmed by clouds and dimmed to drear,
Whence Life retreated, sinking down quite low.
Yet lavendar and pink's romance returned;
Soft baby blue; grey-bottomed fluffy white
Sweet cotton puffs serenely floating earned
In gilded glow heart's gratitude, delight
Erasing gloom's dismay as Love 'gain burned,
And Life revived to wander in the light.
18Feb12
D108b
You come out with a classic, imagery rich sonnet on a momentary scene you witness in the dawning sky…how nice, Jenny! Your poetic mind finds good rapport with words and nature alike
As dreary as a cloudy day can seem, you gave it some wonderful color and that promise the sun would eventually peek out again to say hello. Really a vivid write, spot on detail and excellent imagery. The other day I'd read someone painting the clouds as shadows over mashed potato mountains. Your grey bottomed fluffy white sweet cotton puffs painted the sky with some far sweeter, more memorable images. A very enjoyable and thoughtful read.
The concluding line works for me Jenny.Simply wonderful with its powerful diction and imagery.Such a pleasure to read.