Unquiet Thoughts...........Terza Rima Sonnet
Sunrise does not a summer make
Nor does the sunset say goodnight
The two whilst the same journey take
Have very different heights of flight.
The red sun we love to see with setting day
Is considered the shepherds delight
And the sailor also feels the same way
He has no need of storms and the like
Not even objecting to a sky that’s grey
What he fears is the lightning’s strike
Foamy seas and the mountainous wave
The spiralling foam and twirling spike.
This kind of thing does the sailor brave
Or in failing finds an early watery grave.