Day Twenty Three
The prompt at NaPoWriMo today was to write a sonnet. I took the end line words from Shakespeare's Sonnet LXI and the (sort of) idea behind the piece
and came up with this:
JEALOUSY OR JEALOUS ME?
Do you plan to keep your image open
So sleeplessness will keep me up all night?
Do you think that my sleep will be broken
With images you send to tease my sight?
Do you project your spirit out from thee
So many miles from home my face to pry?
To check me out and steal some time from me
Who knows the measure of your jealousy?
Okay, though much, your love is not so great
My love for you alone keeps me awake
The things I think that does my sleep defeat
Tuned into you watching out for your sake:
One eye on me while you wake up elsewhere
A foreign vacant land without me near