Now I See poem

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
First attempt at ABAB sonnet.

Submitted: October 13, 2011

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Submitted: October 13, 2011

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My eyes! They cannot see for shining bright,

An orchestra of wondrous things unknown,

Relief at last! I step towards the light,

My blindness quenched I shield the lustrous throne,

My sight adjusts but treasures aren't in view,

The faded barren nothings emptied dry,

The air is rank, the stench of nothing true,

A promise spent but still I vow to try,

I must survive and bear my resile soul,

From sand and dust I conjure gifts to show,

From fleeting scraps once whole now torn apart,

The trickle slows, you still demand a flow,

The fawning vulgar judge doth hide his heart,

In fear the truth is but a stranger met,

My distant friend pray make me stronger yet.

 


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