Sep 2012
As it stands tall on summers' mount,
e'er found among them, betwixt, about
and the shining moon's cool face aglow,
there you'll find the sun. He is
a heightened hope, burns like Below,
the long fiery rays shooting down is
a thing to rival the Cupid's Bow.
And the Sun, so shining, is eternal light;
symbolic, all ways, of our humble faith -
hot like passion and ne'er out of sight,
even behind clouds, thus as the Lord saith:
"Let there be Light" - and ever light is found
behind even shadows - oh, burn, proud Sun -
burn, simple and silent, burn without sound!
Such is a promise which will never be outrun.
e'er found among them, betwixt, about
and the shining moon's cool face aglow,
there you'll find the sun. He is
a heightened hope, burns like Below,
the long fiery rays shooting down is
a thing to rival the Cupid's Bow.
And the Sun, so shining, is eternal light;
symbolic, all ways, of our humble faith -
hot like passion and ne'er out of sight,
even behind clouds, thus as the Lord saith:
"Let there be Light" - and ever light is found
behind even shadows - oh, burn, proud Sun -
burn, simple and silent, burn without sound!
Such is a promise which will never be outrun.
This is my first attempt at a Shakespearean (English) sonnet. If you're following rhyming patterns, I put the couplet at the beginning on purpose. So it's still a sonnet...just sort of backwards. I have attempted classical wording, too, so if you have experience in that area...erm...I tried? I have a hard time picturing a sonnet with contemporary vernacular.
