THE HOURS OF LOVE
I came across this sonnet which I entered in a Valentine's Day contest on the Prairie Home Companion radio show in 2000. Just thought I would share it with you all. I am not William Shakespeare, but a sonnet all the same!
THE HOURS OF LOVE
When love awakes, like sandy eyes at dawn
Still dreaming Knights and Maidens faire, her heart
And his dance on till noon. Then dreams be gone.
The sun burns bright. Once captured hearts apart.
A cruel fate for lovers once bound fast.
Confusion dances now. The heat, the sweat,
The work of love, the fire that makes love last.
At length, deep hues, blue pink, the sun is set.
The twilight glows and quarrels rest. A time
For healing wounds and tears for death is near.
The warmth preferred to cold, the hour to chime
The wedding bells again, to know no fear.
Their arms wrapt firmly ‘round their souls’ desire
To dream to dance in heaven’s sleep retire.