Thursday, November 9, 2017

from slopes to brines

from slopes to brines

She waited on the skyline - bloom and thorn
assortment of their oaths and thoughts, at night
annealed recited entity - vows sworn
- the brave ascended to the Halls of light.

The bullet traveled in the frozen air
companions loved - his stare embraced the ferns
- the laurel and green sage ascribed his fare
his spirit chose the route of flying ernes.

A lantern's flame her thoughts - on peaks beseech,
ornate the winds surpass the granite plate
denounce the corteges and oaths to breach,
her highness steps, adorned demise, third fate.

And in the mists when winds bemoan in pines
their solemn words shall fly from slopes to brines.

© 2014 Georgios Venetopoulos
(English sonnet)