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The Shakespearean sonnet about my dog
You hound are a starry night over fog,
Fallen in love with the Epiphany.
The moon may be mine! Told the moony dog.
With you tender garden – is so dreamy.
Bewitchment of stars, your ability.
Your hunting is dearer observation.
A moonlit night is your eternity.
May the soft ghost be in adoration!
Roses awaken in glory – starlet.
You can taste, listen and feel them galore.
Enchant the nectar in druidic glade.
It was drunk from Ovidian amphorae.
Be, you dog, a heart-shaped meek poet!
Broken wings of loneliness are dead.
About the Author: Paweł Markiewicz was born 1983 in Siemiatycze in Poland. He lives in Bielsk Podlaski and writes tender poems, haiku as well as long poems. Paweł has published his poems in many magazines. He writes in English and German.