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And his universe turned charlie foxtrot
 
The minute she left, forever AWOL
 
Verses make no sense; music got no soul
 
Things out of sync, vanished his Camelot!
 
The world such a dreary place without her
 
Morning sky a dull grey, charcoal the night
 
Where are the happy days? They’ve taken flight
 
Dusk comes early at noon, sunrise a blur
 
But in the darkest of nights, stars do shine
 
Don’t the morning clouds bring nourishing rain?
 
E’en bad harvests bring the best sparkling wine
 
And kindness will ease the most searing pain
 
In the deepest grief he feels the Divine
 
Uplifting him so he’d be whole again!
 
© Vic Evora 07-15-2019

Charlie Foxtrot is military slang for a chaotic situation—that is, a clusterfuck. I thought it best describes the loss of someone dearly beloved.

This sonnet was inspired by a quote I read in the book "Kremlin Conspiracy" by Joel C Rosenberg which goes like this: "The darker the night, the brighter the stars. The deeper the grief, the closer is God".

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Nelson D Reyes
5 months

Then God said “Let there be light.” And there was light.

Thus, there will always be light in all the darkness we encounter.

Like Brod. Beautiful sonnet. Certainly not a CF. :—))

Vic
Vic
5 months

Thank you Brod. Been away a while. Glad to be back

Barb Clarke
5 months

Indeed, kindness does ease searing pain! Great poem VIC!

Vic
Vic
5 months

Thank you Barb

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