Sonnet In Colors Of Love And War

This poem is composed and structured in the Ancient Italian sonnet style.

Sonnet In Colors Of Love And War

Under the impaled moon wounded by hours

Red clouds hide, stolen before dawn of day

Golden locks on little girls bounce then lay

Love light becomes trapped, lost in high towers

What is so precious hidden in power

Born in mornings creation from the clay

Youths in blue dresses dance away decayed

Red lips come kissed at birth in sun showers

Turbulence underscores the cost of war

Prisoners have no beauty, only waste

Time is one day's labor fought out of need

Who waits for strangers, closed behind the door

Pretty comes in pink with a bitter taste

A vase of bright flowers red blood and greed

Author's Note

Enjoy!

Reviews

[Earl Schumacker]

Hi Vanessa, I'm not sure if this is the location where I can respond back to you. I hope it is. Thank you. I appreciate your comments on my sonnet. I also appreciate your observations. Have a great day. Earl

[V]

A modern way of this form, I like your choice of words and most importantly it doesn't read or feel forced as it so often does when people try to stick to rules in poetry. Nice one.

[Lyn Anderson]

This is a really good sonnet -- it has a modern feel and an unforced rhyme that blends well. I look forward to reading more.