Castle Black

An acrostic octosyllabic poem on the line, “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day” by William Shakespeare.

Shadow had been my only friend.

Here in my palace, I attend

A party to darkness’ descent.

Late one evening as I lament,

Lilts a voice I can’t comprehend.

It chants out hymns of song and lyre,

Calling to me by name and “sire!”

Oh, there she was, like sudden fire

Making embers into the pyre!

Penetrating gold all around,

A sunflower on barren ground.

Raspy, I asked, …