Friday, November 02, 2007

Poetry Friday 69

Shakespeare's Sonnets seem to be on my mind a lot again lately so I've got another one for you this week:

65

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O! how shall summer's honey breath hold out
Against the wrackful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O! none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.


Since I am continuing to write Doctor Who stories, this Sonnet about Time's power over everything has really been filling my thoughts this week.


This week's Poetry Friday round up is over at Mentor Texts and More.

6 comments:

Kelly Fineman said...

I didn't see you on the roundup site, so I came looking.

I love that one. I considered posting 35 this week, after reading part of Sting's Lyrics (new book with lyrics from Outlandos d'Amour through Sacred Love). His "Consider Me Gone" pirates from 35.

Instead, I went with Frost's "Nothing Gold Can Stay"

Michele said...

I hadn't yet got as far as checking whether there was a post to take my link - work's been keeping me busy (well that and the chest infection that seems determined to try to kill me !)

I shall check out your choice shortly...

Kelly Fineman said...

Infection?! Blech! Poor you.

Work, however, is a good thing, no?

Michele said...

Work is good insofar as it pays the bills - bad insofar as it's getting in the way of writing and since I lost 36 hours to the chest infection earlier in the week, I'm not too happy !

Just waiting for the antibiotics to kill the infection !

Becky said...

I hope you're feeling better soon, Michele. I've had a nasty cough for about a month now; it's just about gone, but the chest x-ray and steroid inhaler are done and gone, I hope.

I love those lines. Such powerful pictures.

Michele said...

Thanks Becky, I hope so too ! I'm fed up with coughing !

I can't seem to get Shakespeare out of my head lately - he's got almost as firm a hold on my brain as Doctor Who !