Thanos (Keatsian sonnet)

Happy dance: my Keatsian sonnet received 

an honorable mention in a Bout-rimés competition of The Spectator magazine!

 THANOS

You know not thirst or hunger, once you’re dead,

No more you’re blinded by the scorching sun

When tilling barren fields, no need to run

From friends turned foes. Death is the sweetest mead,

While life is bitter. Too much life will lead

To ruin. Believe, I dread what must be done,

I am no brute. I do not find it fun

To kill the wretched folk, I do not weed

The weak, imperfect ones. No, I would never

Play God, I know my place. When morning frost

Kills budding blooms, I cry. And when the shrills

Of half the universe subside, then ever

So keenly I will feel all I have lost,

   Alone, I’ll watch the sun set o’er the hills.

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy) 

"Let us be fools"

Some scientists may know well the Earth’s not flat,

But fail to see an inch before their noses.
What is the use of knowledge, of all that
Extensive studying, when one exposes
Stark ignorance of heart, akin to that

Of folks who say our marble-Earth is flat?

 

Yet, some unlucky chap, who had no chance
To go to school and learn, may just the same
Be wise of heart, for those, who at a glance
Can recognize the pain of others, claim
The prize in knowledge. No, it is not by chance
That fools are kings’ advisors. Lest we glance

Like dragonflies over the pond of life,
Not ever diving in, let us be fools,
Grow wise of heart, for it’s a worthy strife,

And keep on studying, for that there’re schools.

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy) 

Image credit: Pixabay  

High Noon (poem in Russian)

Зыбко всё:

сказка

быль

печаль

даль

тёплая пыль

под босыми ногами

Ручейки тропинок в небо впадают

там пропадают

Свет

сквозь прореху в облаке

на землю сочится карамелью тягучей

Под елью

в хвое пахучей

кормит щенка седая волчица

он засыпает с брюшком полным

Стоит полдень

Image credit: Elena Zolotnitsky Landscape/High Noon

reproduced with permission

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)