Sonnet LI: Sacrament of Fertility
© 12-12-23, Olan L. Smith
Formation: Raucous trumpets blare beneath
Hot magma, spewing lava on fertile fruits.
Her horn's sound unsettles life near and far,
A force destructive, and hence for others.
It's soil tilled. it's Kaali's terrible actions,
A promenade preformed and death of God.
The farmers frolic; and dance in ritual
Traditions. Death will not deny the hope
Of those who've lived. A truthful force renown;
Enrichment's sacrament. The earth's volcanic
Vitality; the bread of life that Kaali stomps
Beneath her feet, the soil makes supports.
Lord Shiva's repose is creation's hope
And countenance. Come dance upon debris.
(The French version) If you are French or speak French let me know how I've done.
Sonnet LI: Sacrement de la fertilité
© 12-12-23, Olan L. Smith
Les trompettes sonnent. Magma chaud,
comme de loin, une force destructrice et
pour les autres ; c'est une terre labourée.
ce sont les terribles actions de Kaali,
Une danse préformée et la mort de Dieu.
Les paysans s'ébattent ; traditions de danse.
La mort n'enlèvera pas l'espoir à ceux qui
qui a vécu. C'est une vraie force,
d'espoir. Le volcan est Vitalité ;
le pain de vie que Kaali piétine
le fondement terrestre ; Espoir du Seigneur Shiva
la capacité. Venez danser sur les débris ;
Notre vie et notre mort, soyez forts !
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Sonnets Written by Olan L. Smith
PoetryI am moving many of my singly published poems into collections, and in this collection will reside all my sonnets I have written, and will write in the future--I hope you enjoy. Love, peace, and freedom, Olan L. Smith aka Cotton Jones. (Cover credit...
