The sun dies, and her last swan’s cry
Sounds to the world with colour’s fire
In vain! The law is that she must expire
Her last breath, close her queenly eye.

The world goes down and shows its second face.
Above the earth the stars to slowly rise
And with their friendly sparkle hypnotise
My mind, my heart, like a warm, far embrace

Of one soul that must be greater than mine
Presentiment of power and of love
and in simplicity the utmost grace.

Strange beauty sends down shivers on my spine
and I am sure that somewhere from above
my smile finds its reflection in that face.


silent siren, dedicated to M, changer of stars

Silent Siren, Like your sonnet. Of others I've seen rhyme schemes are different and their are other differences as well. Are these set by the writer? Is the only constant the 14 lines? inquisitively yours, jhs

wow, siren, i'm touched to have such a beautiful sonnet dedicated to me. Thank you :-)

Emily, changer of stars

Hey siren so much meaning with those big words a poem that i could never bring myself to write good job

"To write something, you have to risk making a fool of yourself." Anne Rice

Tks everybody, with pleasure, M.
Dear Summers,
it's only I've learned that a sonnet's like that, 4-4-3-3...any other references, perhaps on this site?
siren

siren: M should feel honored...nicely done. :-)
lgreen

Siren:

Who knew, but you seem to have a bit of "the bard" in you! Very well done! I agree with lgreen, that M should feel and is likely quite honored; and I do believe you've more than "atoned" for the "white bucket" Incident! lol

Namaste,
Jazzy

Thank you all for support!
Jazzy, do you know the female form for "bard"?

But we must ask Her Grace to answer for herself: Am I atoned?

Lol to everyone
siren

very impressive...i smile back. does the world have two faces, or do you, or do I? the bard would say that "every one hath, everyone one, one shade" but you prove even him wrong. keep sending

Nicely done, Siren.

Les