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Apollo Sleeps (Sonnet)

Rating: 5.0

The sable sky devours the dying sun
Apollo sleeps, thus silent be his lyre,
So I shall sleep, for now the day is done
And shadows fall beneath the fading fire

As Luna softly smiles upon the night
Apollo sleeps, with laurel wreath adorned,
And darkness takes his place to steal my sight
The closing of the day forever mourned

For blinded thus, my soul no longer sings
(Apollo sleeps, the poet’s heart then stilled) ,
All thought has flown upon celestial wings
My heart no more to dance, no more fulfilled

Apollo sleeps, I pray that he shall wake -
My spirit, life, and soul, no more forsake

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 03 June 2013

For blinded thus, my soul no longer sings (Apollo sleeps, the poet’s heart then stilled) , All thought has flown upon celestial wings My heart no more to dance, no more fulfilled Beautiful concept! The thoughts flown upon celestial wings will definitely come back to the poet to take her to ever loftier heights! ! Greatly enjoyed! !

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Hazel Durham 02 June 2013

Beautifully written with great panache!

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Paul Brookes 01 June 2013

Great sonnet 10/10 BB: O)

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Diane Hine 01 June 2013

Apollo also needs to sleep. Lovely poem Val.

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David Wood 01 June 2013

A lovely sonnet Val, inspirational. There is something special about a sonnet, keep writing them.

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Amitava Sur 01 July 2014

A beautiful sonnet with an amazing imaginary, you brought in deity like Apollo, the God of poetry and literature. very nice, Valerie... loved it.

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I love this poem with beautiful imagery and brilliant lines that are so thought provoking!

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Daniel Brick 11 April 2014

I revere the ancient Greek deities, for me they are not dead but live within the psyche. A book by the German scholar Walter Otto called THE HOMERIC GODS has informed my viewpoint. So my POV on Apollo is the beautiful but terrifying god who appears in the ILIAD. Your poem has refreshed me with an entirely different POV. Herein Apollo is the god of poetry, the one who inspires humans, and he too sleeps like all of us. I'm sure this sleep and yours and mine will be the sleep which restores the tired mind, fills it with new energy and prepares it for the next poem upon awakening. I can almost guarantee it; your sonnet gives that confidence.

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Oladehinde J Ibikunle 26 January 2014

Great work of art here. You've got the words and the pen at your reachable disposal. Nice ma. . Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle (Nigeria)

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..... W@king Up..... 05 July 2013

Awesome! I wish there was no end to this mesmerising sonnet: ( -W

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