Eve's Sonnet Strum Poem by Dawn Novus

Chiseled from winters freeze

Beat the heart of all silent night

Lived in the hearts and dreams

Trembling cry of the wolf crying into
the nights moon

White sigh quaking eaves never felt the sun

Yet now the summer breeze begun

Impossible sound is thrummed

The summer breeze its lung

The song devine being sung

The velvet white whispered

The warming word is won

The melting winter's done

This is Eve's sonnet strum.