valentine’s sonnet

a pause d’amour

in the blink of belief

you are shown doors like laws

their understanding, you are a thief

this moonlight

your honor the accused did not even look

he used the word ‘dight’

your honor the word bedight had its existence took

seeing believing times retrieving

makes up for losses sure

even a second grieving

can nothing endure

i say, hey

no way

 

Thom Olsen

 

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