| General Poetry
posted January 18, 2025 |
Sonnet
Alchemy
Each day I seek that trove of dulcet words
I tweak at night to webs of moonlit gold,
enchanted threads that flicker, prisoned birds
delighting in their freedom. Oh, I'm bold!
With racing pen I summon fire and snow
to marshal ancient knowledge, deep and wise.
A showman, nay, an impresario,
the dizzy spotlight shining in my eyes.
Though oftentimes the magic's hard to weave -
revise, recast, repeat and then rehearse,
a promise spoken only to deceive,
what joy I own to wrestle phrase to verse!
From smudge of smoke dissolving in the air,
I conjure treasure, rich and right and rare.
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