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The following poem was almost submitted to H&H for review, but I considered it a waste of an effort so snatched it from the queue to place here as the early start of National Poetry Month. “Animal Flower Cave” is one of a few recent attempts to compose a contemporary sonnet. I won’t bore readers with the source of inspiration, but I will admit it has been too long since I’ve done a strict meter and rhyme verse. My hope is that anyone reading it won’t judge it or the poet too harshly. This may be my last sonnet, unless the ghost of Shakespeare inhabits my body, which is very unlikely.
Without further ado about nothing:
Animal Flower Cave Sonnet
Your parting lips that touch the brazen sun,
also graze my tongue – suddenly struck dumb.
The thought of our sex under a sea bed,
and Barrett Browning swimming in my head
confounds the bounds of the hours and long miles-
rhyme conquers reason with seraphic smiles,
between the words and the stories we’ve told,
and sharp shears in your mouth you always hold.
Come swiftly, a speed of light, a heat wave-
through the walls and opening cave.
Wisdom comes to fools in the darkest hours,
truth and love shower the budding flowers.
In the cave’s light I want to hold your hand-
as riptides above separate the sand.
© 2009 Danna Williams