The Sonnets Plight
Alas the Sonnet’s plight is love’s
unending supplication
beseeching it to beautify
its fleeting, heartfelt notion
Implore the reader to take sides
in passion’s conflagration
knowing well the end result
self centered adulation
will quickly dry the lover’s tears
in mirrored duplication
a dance alone in memory
of escapes anticipation
Thus from the flames, a Phoenix rise,
for love is born before love dies
John G. Lawless
©9/17/2018
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