Love Sonnet LXV
On your tongue, I taste the
bitterness, the pain of oblivion. On
your lips, I feel the fire of vengeance,
stroked by oppressions’ flame, and
garnished with a silent scream.
There is no safety on Walden’s Pond,
nor healing in the woods around
what is called Eden. Only a
slow death is found there and the
countless bones of women, like
you, who only wanted to feel
alive, feel the warmth of being seen
whole, individual, of being treated like
a human being; of having HOPE!
redzone 10.16.2025
I chose the Lauren Daigle song, not for its religious implications, but because I wanted music that gives HOPE, and most of this song does exactly that.
This is too real.
Brava
Good stuff. Empowering with its message to the masses that can take the time and embrace it.
This would be my favorite sonnet I read from you so far. So powerful, so moving, and unfortunately true… Though, we women struggle more around the world, but I couldn’t help but see this as the test any human would have. I have to admit that I’m one of those who could/can not lose Faith no matter how much I’ve went/go through, I have to admit too, that it’s NOT easy when everything screams the otherwise. no one can live without having a certain belief in anything, and I’m not only speaking religiously here. You put all your emotions here, from anger to despair to empathy and compassion to HOPE… Great poem my friend, Thank You 💕