Just another poetry thread from me. I may also post editorials I have written about poetry. I will also link my DeviantART page for each poem, since it's my main literature community online nowadays.
Here's a sonnet that I wrote a little while back as part of a collaborative crown of sonnets.
Without Excuse We lie, drunk on the star froth of cosmic beer, Deceived by senses much too limited And minds that toward the vast unknown hold fear And trembling trepidation. We fidgeted For trifles, treasured things we claimed Would be as natural as deepest space, Answered questions we ourselves had framed To boost us up into the highest place. We lie, for we have fallen drunk and drained Of vision seeing what was made unseen. The cosmos cries, so greatly is it pained By gullibility so great and green, That we have built our everything On metamorphic elements, and sing.
