Sonnet of a wild future


To know that life is now, not then nor when;
Is utterly unknown to human strife,
So obvious to every child of man
But I proclaim; there is no clock to life

Future’s absence proves no Boston cream pie,
Since clocks and globes both spherical appear,
Likewise the theory of space and time;
What was will be and then, soon leave us clear

Wild horses adds the beauty to our time
What man released the wild refined again
As true as sonnets need reclaim the rhyme;
If we preserve the free, our lives regain

Believe when nature feels what words repent;
The coldest season is a spring’s descent

© Mikael Werner

Writing 201
The tenth, and last day’s assignment was to write a “Sonnet” about “Future” and to use the device “Chiasmus”.

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