Here are some more examples of the Millenielle Sonnet form:
HOMEWARD BOUND
A Millenielle Sonnet - No 1:
Until we beach on promised-land
We shall not anchor down. Not we
Who journey long and long to see -
Our 'footprints' on that golden sand.
We shall not loosen, cut the sail;
Nor turn, nor calmer courses plot.
We shall endure each chaffing knot
That lashes down, amidst the gale.
Prevail like Jonah, heading east,
To seek out Eden's calm repose.
As we are bound, so each man rows
All hands in time, to meet the beast:
Then as all seven seas we cross:
Shall free that curséd albatross.*
*Special Dedication to S.T.Coleridge for the albatross reference from Ancient Mariner and to Margaret Fishback Powers for the footprints reference.
EVER THEREAFTER
A Millenielle Sonnet - No 3:
This world it held no love for me,
Or none I felt to touch my heart;
No sacred sting from Cupid's dart,
And never could I, love, foresee.
Yet once in sleep, hope forsaking,
I found myself in love's embrace;
That vision which, beside the face,
Left me alone upon my waking.
So in this tragedy of man,
Where loneliness has played its part,
The heart lies bare - now I depart,
To that stage where my dream began.
And there I'll wait, thereafter yearn,
Until that high love does return!
Dedicated to Drew Barrymore for her captivating performance in the film of the true story of Cinderella - 'Ever After'.
A DEATHLY FEAR
A Millenielle Sonnet - No 5:
“The most painful part of death is the lifetime spent worrying about it!”
Ian Deal 2002
It’s not that I’m afraid of death,
It’s just the dying that haunts me.
And, despite what I know to be,
I fear to leave my final breath.
For sometime in my distant past,
Behind the regressed tears I’ve cried,
There was a time I felt – I died
In pain so dread I feared t’would last.
Of better reasoning to find
I fail, with none other than this,
And reach conclusions well amiss,
Which seem embedded deep in mind:
I fear ‘the fear’ that kills me so…
Than all past deaths could ever show!
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME
A Millenielle Sonnet - No 6:
“There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home!”
Dorothy – The Wizard of Oz
No other world I’ve seen, has spun
Such magic, motion in its time
That, dare I picture that some crime,
I reason… God has just begun.
For all, I feel, is not yet all,
As, drunk on Gaia’s mystic brew,
I see what prophets never knew –
How all of space longs to Earth’s call!
Her cotton-candy whisperings,
Where beauty knows no mortal sin,
Keep dreams that children hold within
Cradled up safe, on Angel’s wings.
As safe as my heart, should I roam
Click - Click - Click…There’s no place like home!
EARTH
A Millenielle Sonnet - No 7:
“When asked to define Heaven and Hell and their interlocking relationship one is presented with many differing views. There are those that believe we are living in hell and trying to get to heaven. There are those who believe that both of these are places which await us, the decision being reliant upon our religious conduct over a short period of life. Then there are those who believe that you exist in whatever place you choose, throughout life – life can be heaven or hell depending on yourself.
If asked for an opinion, I would say that if one was to travel beyond the sky – out into the space beyond - one would find it very difficult to deny the existence of a creator and the paradisiacal existence in a heavenly place, if one was to lay eyes to the planet Earth, which I can only describe, from having seen this beautiful image, as Divine. ”
No other world can catch my eye
With wisps of cotton candy floss,
So tie my heartstrings to a cross,
Should this great beauty fade, or die.
For this creation hung in time
Has such a rainbow range of hues
It paints in mind, inspiring views
Invoking romance, therein rhyme.
No passions can arouse such heat;
No tears can match her ocean’s deep;
While Gaia holds each breath I keep,
What mere expression could compete
To this, my home, my place since birth:
This view Divine, this planet Earth!
DOUBT
A Millenielle Sonnet - No 9:
Did bluebells not grow wild for us
In woods where freedom knew no bounds,
Where all the kingdom and its sounds
Were heard in love songs – mischievous?
Did swallows not alight to wing
Their way above, when we would pass;
And through the swaying of tall grass
Did we not hear those angels sing?
Did rivers not run to be near,
To hear the laughter in each thought,
The joy of every memory sought
To spread through life, a love held dear.
Could I be wrong – could love not be
My reason for eternity?
RAINBOW NATION
A Millenielle Sonnet - No 10:
‘I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up
live out the true meaning of its creed…….’
Martin Luther King.
The world is full of everyone,
A ‘slowly’ mix, soon to entwine;
A joining, which will redefine:
Each Mother; Father; Daughter; Son.
No other wishes more than I,
That man can free his truer creed
As all and ‘everyone’ shall breed
Their way to live a life most high.
All unified in ways of life
That knows one master, hears one call,
And with such higher purpose all
Could pass beyond this world of strife.
I dream that we’ll reawaken
To become: One Rainbow Nation.
HIGHER INTELLECT
A Millenielle Sonnet - No 11:
If truth is arrogant then I
Must bow before each lesser man
And bend as humble, as I can,
Despite my mind, which sails on high.
Beyond most men I fear it floats,
As on my journeys I have found
I cruise past others’ run aground,
Shipwrecked, or struggling in small boats.
I waste no time on mortal thoughts
As none can help me to ascend
And so to navigate life’s bend
I leave mans harbor; pass all ports,
But seek out someone to respect
My higher form of intellect.