Alice Baudoin

May Sonnet

You can not stop the time from passing
Nor the green leaves grow red on fall
You must accept the world in all
Its splendor, grief and sudden gasping

You can not stop a lover's going
As blossomed cherry-tree will call
Wrapped in the past like in an old shawl
You can not feel the present glowing

Sweet month of May I leave you here
Around the three favorite things
Whispering beauty to my ear

The lake, the field, the forest wings
My eyes are dried flowers near
The meadow where darkness sings

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 13, 2014

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Comments about May Sonnet by Alice Baudoin

  • Manonton Dalan (1/10/2016 11:18:00 AM)

    very colorful may birth of life

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