Disturbs in grave repentance cracking upon the ocean’s rattle,
buckling swords like a python’s tongue, madness I billow
in the dusk, drysalter’s poison that pierces me in battle
a fool’s dance sparred, soon falling as a leaf of willow;
the razor edge of fate, wearing bone and caitiff dust
in father’s displease, death tantrums veins of the ghost
lauded violence in the stains of the abattoir, darkly lust
a plea to no heaven, as fingers lie from coquette’s oath;
abyssals red—mercy is laughable, the sword kneels a kill
unbridled nature swells where poison provides a fray
within my body, eclipses against me with pride instilled,
yet in this dance abandon I never move father away;
from venom enduring in death to silence,
brushes toward this redress as violence.
© 2021 lucysworks.com All Rights Reserved.
Originally published at the Nexus of Writers.
Reposted for Ingrid’s Sonnet Sunday. The topic should have something to do with love and well, sonnets. Not sure if this is quite a love sonnet, God only knows…
Thank you so much for linking up, Lucy: this is excellent the kind of thing I was looking for, something original and marvelous! I always wondered what a Lucy sonnet would sound like, well, now I know 😊❤️
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Aww, thank you so very much Ingrid! This makes me so happy to hear. ❤ ❤
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Thank you for joining in!
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Anytime! 😀
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Why so little comments? This post is amazingly original. Just beautiful.
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Hahaha, I honestly do not know. 😁 I thank you for your lovely comment!
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Wonderfully dark and full of imagery, Lucy! I love the phrase ‘death tantrums veins of the ghost’ and the juxtaposition of ‘silence/violence’ in the final couplet.
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Thank you greatly, Kim!
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Such splendid language and imagery! The beginning sounds like an incantation.
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Aww, thank you. And now that you say that, it reminds me of the weird witches in Macbeth! 😄
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Yes–that’s exactly what I was thinking!
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It’s certainly different! And the word flow is endlessly unexpected.
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Thank you!
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Definitely a Lucy Sonnet as Ingrid said! I love the style and medieval tone. A masterpiece! 💯
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Thank you so very much, Tricia! ❤ ❤
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