the world breathes hollowly in windy gales
palm fronds blown backwards to an empty past
night falls and keeps away those misty wails
you are the epitome of the last
blast of rain that blows in across the bay
dripping tears of regret on all you lost
on love that pooled in moans of disarray
only you will wear the final cold cost
hurt and pain is the badge pinned to your heart
swiping the sting of harsh raindrops on pane
dripping empathy copied from the start
a cruel weather vane shifting in the wind
sweeping in a change my heart I rescind
An attempt at a rhyming sonnet for http://dversepoets.com/2014/05/01/meeting-the-bar-rhyme-and-sonnets/
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This is strikingly well written..’love that pooled in moans of disarray’ and ‘dripping empathy’ I like.
How well it works with the weather as a metaphor for inner turmoils… Or maybe the weather is the cause… Anyway.. Some really nice lines here (and I have missed your poetry a lot – hope that all is well)
Thank you Bjorn and I have missed participating with dverse but things are on the improve and soon will be settled in a new exciting place. I hope to be writing a little more poetry and maybe not so bleak ! 🙂
really well done as far as the rhythm of the piece…the cold wind blowing in….def evocative…the love in pools of disarray….is a great line….
Relating the weather to adverse situations is a clever device. The expected rhyming is maintained very well! Wonderful write!
Hank
The sonnet resonates with grief and the bleak stormy weather is the perfect metaphor to express it. Nice work!
Strong flow, and a good and interesting use of rhyme – not just end-rhyme, either … smiles – great job, Di.
Thank you Tony. Needed the challenge of your prompt, had the time and the weather was blowing a gale so it provided inspiration. 🙂
oh the hurt and pain is palpable in this… heck… an intense write di…
this is profound….and very well crafted…
I specially like the opening verses ~ Then the shift to one’s emotions ~ Great job on the form Di ~
Weather like life changes …………..
Very well done, you’ve written this well, I like the weather metaphor.
Evocative and beautiful .
Your handling of anxiety – presently it like the weather – evoked a depth of feeling and recognition in me. Well done. A very fine poem, Diane.