idea taken from a verse of one of my earlier poems...

lovely dove who doesn't sing/big, hurt eyes and broken wing



What Are You Worth?

Oh, lovely dove who weeps but cannot sing,
who stole your tune to keep it for his own?
Who dragged you from the sky by silken wing
to snatch your song and leave you lying prone
at mercy of the winds, afraid, alone?
Is he remorseful now he's caused you pain?
No; heedless of the pleads your eyes intone,
he's gone and left you crying with the rain.
He's gone to celebrate; he's won the strain
of lovely melody that once rang true
all through the woods, 'cross fields of golden grain
---which, songless now, sigh mournfully for you.
Oh, lovely dove---hurt eyes and broken wing...
what are you worth, now you no more can sing?




Sonnet by Sun.Moon.Stars.Rain
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Written on 2009-01-18 at 16:39

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Ducks
sadness
very pretty though
I do like a good sonnet
2009-01-23


decathitator
Beautiful! I love your wording, how you show the sorrow of a loss through the brokeness of a dove. Gorgeous
2009-01-18


Thomas Perdue The PoetBay support member heart!
i really like the rhyme in this one, masterfully done. nice work!
2009-01-18


Kaede
beautiful sorrow
2009-01-18