Sonnet For Death


“Sonnet For Death”

She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath;

Old Spice and pillows where he laid his head.

She covers up her face with him instead;

a scent familiar before his death.

She slides her hands along the silken cloth.

She winces:  wedded bed sheets like that spread

into the layered box where now he beds.

She wanders like a kind of muted moth.

And so he sleeps in white and huddled hutch

and blanketed in memories, she hears

“The soul is kept alive by human touch

and I will never leave you, I’ll be near.”

Imaginary arms embrace as such

so death is not a loathsome thing to fear.

(forced to use “breath” as the rhyme, I found there is only one

legitimate rhyme for “breath” and that is “death”. Form for

this poem referred to as a “George Gordon/Lord Byron” Italian sonnet. Rhyme

scheme: abba;abba; cdcdcd.) Iambic Pentameter.

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4 Comments on “Sonnet For Death”

  1. jannatwrites
    November 6, 2013 at 5:11 am #

    I do enjoy your sonnets. I especially like this line, “The soul is kept alive by human touch

    and I will never leave you, I’ll be near.”

    Like

  2. Christine
    November 6, 2013 at 5:59 am #

    This whole piece is lovely but I *really* loved the image of the muted moth fluttering, trying to find her flame.

    Like

  3. Stacie
    November 6, 2013 at 7:51 pm #

    You have such a gift for poetry, especially the kind that’s difficult for most people to write well!

    Like

  4. Suzanne
    November 7, 2013 at 5:20 pm #

    This is so beautiful! Layers of sadness mixed with hope and love.

    Like

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