as part of (in)courage's april creativity challenge, i am attempting a sonnet. let me first assert my undying love of poetry-it was my first foray into the written word. i wish i had my early poems, but i know, too, i'd cringe embarrassment. let me also state that i do not revel in the purist forms and rhyme schemes, so it really is a stretch to squeeze into a proper sonnet, whalebone corset strings digging deep. i'm not even sure i did anything other than an ababccdee rhyme scheme, but here goes. (oh, you'll also notice its relevancy to my last post. spring is a big deal around here. i'm pretty sure my husband waits with baited breath for my first flower sighting.)
a million shades of green, all new and bright
thawing winter's fast hold on this hard heart
emerald palette dances with delight
Creator speaks spring-story into art.
japanese cherry* gives earliest rise
dogwood, forsythia, wildflower spread-
all speak Truth into doubting winter lies
testify triumph, the Savior, not dead!
new birth, new light, new song: hope glimmers free
fresh air breathes redemption glory won
hardest of hearts, mine, forgive me i plea.
life Everlasting, he lives. it is Done.
a winter heart unwilling with belief
springtime grace, my sin, unworthy, relief.
(* umm, i can't believe no one corrected me yet. the original poem said japanese maple, and only today did i realize i meant to write japanese CHERRY. they are the first trees to bloom pink here in TX and i need them.)