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White Dove

March 19, 2019
By mpascual31 BRONZE, Chicago, Illinois
mpascual31 BRONZE, Chicago, Illinois
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The white dove perched on a bough beholds
Winter’s gripping languish on time and growth
She waits for spring’s reign, nature’s comely oath
To wash this land with hues of bright and bold
This veil will thaw for a vernal threshold
Inducing spring’s burgeoning undergrowth
And verdant marquees for sweet warmth to clothe
The white dove waits for such allure to unfold
Renaissance of motivation and sense
Will be plied to pretermit brumal days.
Time and turns pursue at your own expense
Bitter doubt, cold jealousy to dispense
Idle hands’ aptitude for lavish praise
The white dove bides for a shift in conscience

The author's comments:

This sonnet is the incorporation of two haikus, both originally about nature. It is about idle potential and compares winter to an obstacle. You must overcome what's stopping you and take advantage of the opportunity before you to reach your goal. The solution to reach your goal is for a change in point of view or to see things in a new light. The aftermath of this is spring. 

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on Oct. 16 2020 at 10:14 pm
rmswagert BRONZE, Apex, North Carolina
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the vocabulary is really diverse and effective, languish, lavish, and brumal are very good choices

on Sep. 4 2019 at 2:31 am
PoetFromAnotherPlanet GOLD, San Jose, California
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Favorite Quote:
"Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things." -T.S. Eliot

This is excellent! Really conjured an image in my mind