This sonnet started out as verse in my college roommate’s senior yearbook as we both looked forward to our future lives outside the protection of our college. Over the years it evolved and last year I took the poem and made it into this sonnet, “Heaven’s Sill”. Revised: 10-23-13.
In the beginning of human history one rule was given to live by, to treat each other as you would yourself but that simple rule we would not obey and as a result we live as we do today in discord.
This sonnet was written to express my emotion towards a failed marriage the ugliness of its embodiment personified.
This sonnet was written as a metaphor for my divorce, which was very painful.