This entry came 2nd place in the Oriel Writing Awards: Poetry Category for the year 2015.
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Sonnet – by Kat Wood
Earth lies as barren as dry winter air,
Corsets of concrete and brick pin her down,
Jealous of radiance, features so fair,
Workmen are covering her with a gown.
Not one of autumn leaves, dew drops or snow,
Nor a soft blanket of eiderdown mist,
Tar fills the spaces where grass used to grow,
Steamrollers power ahead and insist,
‘We will bring calm where a fever did rage,
Order where chaos ruled over the land
Nature’s old body will make for a stage
Humankind firmly upon her will stand’.
While the Earth’s soma to this acquiesced,
Tremors of chagrin convulsed in her breast.
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The Poor Print 