Easter Sonnet Sunday #1: We seek a Saviour

We seek a Saviour in these troubled times
to lead us to some fabled promised land
we bind our hearts, wrap up our dreams as rhymes
are scattered like so many grains of sand

upon the windy beach, where yet we wait
for spring tides swell and rise to ease our pain
and search the far horizon, always late
to reach the sun-stretch on the broad sea plain.

Here, optimistically I gather stones,
cast out these pebbles to the tumbling tide
in hope that their small ripples stir the bones
of all the dead, that life may yet abide

upon a planet, heartsick to its core:
still blind to what the ocean has in store.

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Take part in Easter Sonnet Sunday!

Hello and welcome to another Sonnet Sunday. This time it’s the Easter edition, and I have opened the proceedings with a sonnet I wrote on the theme of salvation. I am linking this to Earthweal’s open link weekend.

To take part, link up a sonnet on the theme of ‘Easter’ in the comments below, and be sure to read and comment on other contributors’ compositions. Alternatively just sit back, relax and enjoy the poetry. I will be posting sonnets at regular intervals throughout the day.

Happy Easter to all who celebrate, and Happy Sonnet Sunday to everyone!

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      1. We.. the modern society have so much to answer for … and it’s time we started to channaelling the marvels of technology into repairing and saving the planet …

  1. This is a hymnal sonnet, Ingrid, a prayer for salvation. I love the image of wrapping up our ‘dreams as rhymes / are scattered like so many grains of sand / upon the windy beach’. I look forward to gathering stones and casting out ‘pebbles to the tumbling tide’ – great use of alliteration there, I could hear the stone click and plopping.
    Here’s a sonnet for you on sonnet Sunday:
    https://writinginnorthnorfolk.com/2020/07/26/poetichor/

    1. Thank you for your kind words and especially for sharing yours! I have shared this on Twitter before disappearing into the mountains for a few hours, hopefully to pick up the scent of a poem or two…

      1. Happy Easter, Ingrid! Have you had an Easter egg hunt with you children yet? I’m hoping to hear from Ellen and Lucas sometime today.

  2. This is absolutely beautul Ingrid. I would love to join in but cant find it lol. I found that I can comment on your blog on my old iPad, for which I am glad. I am so glad that I read this beautiful sonnet for Easter. Thankyou.

  3. Lovely, Ingrid, and well said. Happy Easter to you and your family!

    I’m going to try to write a sonnet today. (It’s still before sunrise here.) 😀

  4. I knew at once that this was yours. The enjambment
    of the lines, the follow-ons creating lots of little waves,
    the nuances of time and tide, the pebbles and the wishes cast;
    your signature. So lovely, Ingrid.
    Crafted with care and skill, as always x

  5. A lovely poem Ingrid. It has a religious feel to it but without the distracting dogma which often encumbers the spiritual!

  6. What is the resurrection that will save this planet? Will it be a virus or a wave? I loved the earnest enquiry here by the sea, the bones out there which might know and could sing for us … I held off responding earlier because I thought I might try an Easter sonnet, but I couldn’t get that darned bonnet onto the morning’s vowel movement.

  7. Hi Ingrid,

    Here is my Easter sonnet, a little bit of memory, and also reminder of unwanted results …

    Easter Consumption

    The time has come, I wonder what it holds,
    Will Easter eggs, sweet chocolate suffice?
    What treasure may be wrapped in alfoil folds?
    This basket I have here, it sure looks nice!

    These bright colours, remind me of a time
    We children hunted garden for such joys
    The chocolatey reward always sublime
    So transient, but still surpassing toys!

    An adult now, and knowing all too well
    What excess brings to parts I want to trim
    The calories add up, and bum will swell –
    Easter’s not the time to make one slim!

  8. Beautiful sonnet on Easter Ingrid. Love the casting of pebbles in the tide as symbolism of letting go and change. I can imagaine you and your boys at the waters edge.🌷🌷🌷🌷

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