agentofoblivion

I found this image in AnaLee's Journal and it inspired me to write. I am slowly starting to remember that I am an artist of sorts.



So I have written a sonnet inspired completely by this image.

Sonnet: Tragic Reflection

Alone she sits in splendorous dismay
A prelude to the reverence soon drowned
Like murder of emotional array
As tragedy consumes the world around
And leaves her with an emptiness unknown
Before the death of innocence was found
She wonders how the grimness there has grown
To masque her without tear and without sound
Should rain collect beneath her icy feet
Reflecting all her beauty on the ground
Her sorrow and her wonder there would meet
At sight of such a darkness brightly crowned

She whispers requiems and casts her eyes
To silhouettes that lengthen as she cries


Ben