Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Sonnet of Samhain (traditional)

This little ditty was originally published in a journal called Synesthesia. There is also a companion sonnet that was published alongside this one. I will post that one up in a few days.

SONNET OF SAMHAIN (traditional)

this night we don the masks of those we've lost
such frightful flesh does tickle at our cheeks
the lines of blessed and damned have now been crossed
'tis goblins and sly demons that we seek
through trickery and guile we prevail
a sacrificial feast upon our plates
sweetmeats between our teeth so sick and stale
we dabble in divinity, not hate
where spirit and corporeal now meet
we dance under the black flames of the sky
don't dread the tiptoe tapping of our feet
the darkness will soon offer its goodbyes 
tomorrow we shan't regret what we've done
just wicked children yearning to have fun

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