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Saturday, August 12, 2017

Sonnet Five: I watch and wait


© 2017 Steve King
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I watch and wait patiently for the sun,
and moments of forgetting then begun;
this bitter starlight cannot now redeem
an interregnum of confining dreams.
Old spirits are fled far and leave no trace,
no outlines to impress on shadowed space,
and though my pausing will not urge reward,
I’ll hold to what I pray shall be restored.
An undertow of hope thus sets my course,
and I must drift upon the dawning force,
to gather each small blessing that abides,
and cling to meanings cast upon new tides.
Emergent then, as from a numbing sleep,
so once again to sing, again to weep.


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15 comments:

  1. Love the flow on this one. Well written

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  2. We do have to continue to gather those small blessings...and keep the undertow of hope alive!

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  3. A most unforgettable write!❤️

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  4. I like the way you have crafted your poem with tercets to end with a fine couplet. An enjoyable read, I must say.

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  5. Ah, the joy of the little things... ~ blessings to you!

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  6. I watch and wait too holding onto your amazing words...

    'I’ll hold to what I pray shall be restored.
    An undertow of hope thus sets my course'

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  7. What a BEAUTIFUL and moving sonnet. I especially love that undertow of hope - and your moving closing lines. Wow. Nice to see you in the Pantry, Steve.

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  8. Love your taking on the sonnet form, Steve. You handle it well.

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  9. Beautifully penned. I love it!

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  10. I did enjoy this sonnet, especially the undertow of hope. And the blessings of the little things.

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  11. I love rhyming - done well - and you have nailed it here. A joy to read!

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  12. Congratulations — I admire writers of sonnets.

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  13. We're all waiting for the sun with you and those small blessings that abide.

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