In Anticipation of Battle...

by Aidyn   Dec 17, 2005


I lie in wait below unseeing air
Turbulent still since the brightest one fell
Pathetic fallacy foul and yet fair
No sound to hear but the ominous knell
Silent bells ringing for no one but me
Restless wind stills itself, thickens in fright
Omniscient vengeance of the weavers, three
Gives birth to dark clouds, an air-ridden blight
A scout of the vapour falls from the sky
Lands where I lie, others will soon follow
Though some things in life are too soon to die
It is not remorse that carves my soul hollow
In calm before storm I recount my sins
The war of my life will soon begin...

My first shot at a sonnet...albeit strange...it does appertain to love, though...

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  • 18 years ago

    by ~Amy~

    Wow this is really beautiful! very true! yeah, i haven't been on for a while, not that i haven't been writing, but i never know whether to add my poems, becuz sometimes i never know what others will think... thanx for the comments, too! keep writing, you are sooo talented!!!

  • 18 years ago

    by erratic hippie

    Hmm...has macbeth been inspiring, then, i presume? (this brought flashbacks of one of lady macbeth's soliloquys...so dark and moody)

    hehe, great stuff here....my first sonnet was an ode to bubblegum..

    ~ lenny

  • 18 years ago

    by *-*PoisonedSoul~_~

    IT is very good... i like ur form and the rhyme sceme... and on my poem u didnt preach... lol thx btw for commenting! *hint/randomnesss* i comment on poems that no one comments on.. idk y i said that just thought ud know!!! lol ttyl

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