Green Sonnet 107
This poem is a modern take on a classical poetic form and creates a timeless, wondrous feeling of admiration for the world we live in.
Shall I compare thee to an ocean sky
With roiling green of tangerine
A prelude of song-birds in July
When sizzling wind comes in-between
A New World over better seas
Then should thou mane blaze a fire blue?
Such melodies which tease!
Riseth white crystal anew
Thou seeth a world of adventurous green
Calming in pristine waves
a gaggle of trees of elegant twine;
Knights and Knaves that no longer roam
with hoards of dodos behold
And seeketh thee in the souls of the serene
Which come-back in processions of cheer
Far from the wastes of The Red Planet
Far from the chilling spikes
Of Long-gone creatures beyond
And the Raucous wind which puffs
With hair of silvery clouds
To seek the fruits of Mother Earth:
A tune-green pastel landscape
With the conviction of thou and thee,
A setting sun in splashes of paint
From the Creator’s mouth that spouts red and orange
A pink fruited morn:The Womb!
An adoration of the sky and earth, one of deep tales,
She who is the sky and ground,
The cracking of thunder and the elephant’s trumpet,
Back to the sea which laughs,
A violet day that is thou heart,
A burning star.
Amber, age 9
North London Collegiate School