Disturbs in grave repentance cracking upon the ocean’s rattle,
buckling swords like a python’s tongue, madness I billow
in the dusk, drysalter’s poison that pierces me in battle
a fool’s dance sparred, soon falling as a leaf of willow;
the razor edge of fate, wearing bone and caitiff dust
in father’s displease, death tantrums veins of the ghost
lauded violence in the stains of the abattoir, darkly lust
a plea to no heaven, as fingers lie from coquette’s oath;
abyssals red—mercy is laughable, the sword kneels a kill
unbridled nature swells where poison provides a fray
within my body, eclipses against me with pride instilled,
yet in this dance abandon I never move father away;
from venom enduring in death to silence,
brushes toward this redress as violence.
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Reposted for Ingrid’s Sonnet Sunday. The topic should have something to do with love and well, sonnets. Not sure if this is quite a love sonnet, God only knows…
16 responses to “billowing.”
Thank you so much for linking up, Lucy: this is excellent the kind of thing I was looking for, something original and marvelous! I always wondered what a Lucy sonnet would sound like, well, now I know 😊❤️
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Aww, thank you so very much Ingrid! This makes me so happy to hear. ❤ ❤
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Thank you for joining in!
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Anytime! 😀
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Why so little comments? This post is amazingly original. Just beautiful.
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Hahaha, I honestly do not know. 😁 I thank you for your lovely comment!
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Wonderfully dark and full of imagery, Lucy! I love the phrase ‘death tantrums veins of the ghost’ and the juxtaposition of ‘silence/violence’ in the final couplet.
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Thank you greatly, Kim!
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Such splendid language and imagery! The beginning sounds like an incantation.
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Aww, thank you. And now that you say that, it reminds me of the weird witches in Macbeth! 😄
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Yes–that’s exactly what I was thinking!
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It’s certainly different! And the word flow is endlessly unexpected.
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Thank you!
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Definitely a Lucy Sonnet as Ingrid said! I love the style and medieval tone. A masterpiece! 💯
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Thank you so very much, Tricia! ❤ ❤
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