Sonnet XX: Awakes my Soul
©May 3rd 2020, Olan L. Smith
Come heat of day or shade, the ruler's souls is light,
A tiny spot connects me Lord within,
And it was dire, what came within the night
Was death, it slew me with the slaughter's din.
A ruckus stemmed, and I was tossed about,
Was moved and stirred, and thrown beneath the floor
To land upon my pate, the fires went out,
Yet, hope is always there upon the shore.
Awakes my soul, and stir the fires around,
Lord feed my light restored my hope to live,
This date my feet no longer tight or bound
Do walk with pride, in such this life I thrive,
I see, I'm strong in hope and surety
This world is strange, a non-reality.
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Sonnets Written by Olan L. Smith
PoetryI am moving many of my singly published poems into collections, and in this collection will reside all my sonnets I have written, and will write in the future--I hope you enjoy. Love, peace, and freedom, Olan L. Smith aka Cotton Jones. (Cover credit...
