SONNET I

this is what I dreamt last night
I saw my dreams begin to fade away
the very dreams that guided me just yesterday
are now my non-dreams: My Plight

I watched my non-dreams take flight
they soared along the breadth of day
they glided with some birds at play
it broke my heart to see that sight

my plight existed in non-dreams
I thought away my dreams did fade
in all this time, I’d still lament…

my heart is burnt from sunbeams
of pain and courage are my dreams re-made
yet, last night, this is what I dreamt

-Joanna Finella
August 6th 2003.

This may be my first sonnet. I’m not sure when the original was written, but I can remember I had edited this from something I wrote in high school.