Saturday, October 25, 2014

sonnet: to oblivion

comrades let us rest a while
before we walk our final mile
fortune has withdrawn her smiles
so now we must go out in style

oblivion to us now doth call
in tones both sweet and stern
the water rushes o'er time's falls
beneath a bridge already burned

the way was long, and had its moments
more of minus than of plus
now its ended, and our opponents
can sit and laugh at us

the race is run -
what else could we have done?

Friday, October 24, 2014

sonnet: to a bird

little bird, what makes you sing
the same song every morn?
your chirping is a weary thing
that makes me wish i were never born

oh! life is not very long
and is devoid of much surprise
but your repetitive song
beneath the dreary morning skies

only aggravates the bleakness
of the empty yawning day
and in my helpless weakness
i just wish you would fly away

the road is long, the sky is wide
but neither of us has a place to hide

Thursday, October 23, 2014

expanding universe sonnet #2

by helena garfield sternwall

i strove to be a sensitive soul
and love the world without restraint
universal acceptance was my goal
at any nastiness i would faint

at first my fellow humans smiled
and only slightly raised their brows
but soon grew weary of my style
and quit my company with polite bows

"tiresome", "bluestocking" , "thundering bore"
were the inevitable epithets
i walked along a lonely shore
no longer one of society's pets

into darkness the idealist slinks
as the world orders another round of drinks

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

expanding universe sonnet #1

everybody should write a sonnet
as soon as they arise each day at dawn
grab a pencil and get right on it
before they even put their undies on

because buddy it seems to me
although nobody asked me for my view
the world can not get enough poetry
because it is always beautiful and true

true, these are the end times
the encroaching darkness can not be rolled back
and polishing your syllables and rhymes
will never get the cosmos back on track

roses are red, violets are blue
you got to do what you got to do