So, running a little behind, but circumstances… Blah, blah, blah. You’re not interested in circumstances. I’m making up for lost time today. Here’s yesterday’s poem – not using the day’s prompt – but sticking to my plan for lyrical poetry.
The Shakespearean Sonnet: 14 lines formed into one stanze of three quatrains and a concluding couplet: ABABCDCDEFEFGG
Let your anger feed the hate, and hear the roar of doom prevail. Scream and froth, and be the bait, Passions smash and doom the gale. Yet be the river running deep That bends and curves ever coursing In silent depths of grace, to creep Forward moving gently, forcing. Be the beginning and the end. Let the tides of change replace In loving grace and heartfelt wend Breathing life and in that fluid place Blissful quiescent, Peace, effervescent.