Dark Hearts Love Too: Beymorlin sonnet

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Abandonment

He feels like an abandoned place

Something given no concern

Gone to not return

The tears flow down his face

His spirit in disgrace

Like a lover spurned

Like a lesson left unlearned

The loser in life's race

Not unloved as he believes

It is he who can't recall

Memories his mind can no longer chase

Not remembering what he achieved

Nor the reason the tears fall

Running cold down his lost face

Subject: Gerry Clifford

Author: Cie

Form: Beymorlin sonnet, Petrarchan form

http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/sonnet/beymorlin.html

Dedicated to Malcolm Young

Dementia destroys beautiful minds

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

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The Red Curtain

What lies behind the red curtain, Pepper dear?

Is it the lost dreams of your wasted youth?

Is it everything that you have come to fear?

Is it the ugly, unforgiving truth?

You are everything that your young self despised

Perhaps it is she who will confront you now

Perhaps you'll see your wretched life eulogized

But who would wish to remember you anyhow?

Do you think that anyone could ever love you?

Do you think that your precious ghost will want to stay?

Why would anyone stay when they don't have to?

At first chance, he'll surely run away

You'll be alone forever in the end

No one even wants to be your friend

Yadira Root

Pepper Baiij

form:

Beymorlin sonnet

(Shakespearian form)

http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/sonnet/beymorlin.html