My Sonnets, Poems and Quotes

September, 2, 2024. 

10:05 am

The frosty stone from thy winter night.

May all my diamonds glow to light.

In the midst of thy winter night,

I might just call snow.

I reign into my armory my lovely bow.

Speak again! I hear the whispers of the night,

that may stay within.

Frozen I became for I would sleep 'till my next line of light.