The Form for All lesson over at dVerse Poets Pub today is on the ghazal and Samuel Peralta’s ghazal sonnet. I immediately found it to be a very interesting poetry form and decided to try writing one. Mine is not a sonnet because it is more than 14 lines, and I didn’t pay any attention to meter. The refrain I settled on is “my Beautiful,” which refers both to the fact that Jesus is my Beautiful Savior and that I am His Beautiful child (since my first name is Spanish for beautiful).
My Beautiful
In my lost and wandering youth
my soul did flee my Beautiful
During numberless crazy times
I saw only me, my Beautiful
In the darkness of past days
I could nary see my Beautiful
Take this cup of grief from me
I echo Your adamant plea, my Beautiful
With joy I did learn of Your sacrifice
on the cursed tree, my Beautiful
I knew in my heart of hearts
Your grace is the key, my Beautiful
Alive and found by My love
Your soul set free my Beautiful
My greatest desire for all my days
is to glorify thee, my Beautiful
In Your strong and lovely voice
You call me Linda Lee, my Beautiful