Can it be wrong for April Child

sonnet in iambic terameter

 

 

Can it be wrong

 

A shaft of sunlight through the trees

plays on the surface of a pool.

Unruffled by the slightest breeze.

Presents a scene both green and cool.

A quiet place to sit and dream

and while a pleasant hour away.

Just musing on some far fetched scheme

 of what you might do one fine day.

The stillness calms your restless mind.

You feel all tensions drain away

 forget the world you left behind.

Although you know you cannot stay

beside the pool within the wood.

Can it be wrong to wish you could?

 

2-Sep-08

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Reviews

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Bonjour Monsieur!

Thank you for the review. (It was the very first one)
Unfortunately my English isn't good enough for a translation.
Those phrases are written quickly and I try to involve my subconscious brain.
And I guess it contains currently more German and French than English...
I really liked 'Can it be wrong for April Child'
In a way it fits to my current situation..

Amiti�s
Dea Matelot

[Poeticpiers]

I would very much like to sahre a bottle of wine wit you Salvatore I think we have a lot in common

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Oh, that's beautiful! I could see it, wish to be in that wood, at that pool. Good word choice and unforced rhymes.

Sal