`Mercy~Her Sigh`

My Sonnet based on Ophelia from Shakespears "Hamlet" Her thoughts as she lay dying

 

 

She sighs his name with her last dying breath

he her wind in the ashes of death

she pleadsby faint light of sad blishish moon

bellowing mercy~her departure soon

her shadowed soul death may escort from pain

her spirit has died as willows weep in the rain

life intolerable,misery doth claim

she grieves and does think herself quite insane

now quietly she slips into a watery grave

relaesing her soul to the winds of space

she conceded with saddened heavy heart

Mercy appealed~oh that gods do their part

yes,'tis but glory which doth await in death

and his name she did sigh,with last dying breath

Reviews

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The great old spirit of romanticism � so many people are confused here, think romanticism is that happy go lucky thing about fluffy valentine's day presents � if only they read Goethe � Romanticism � the almighty omnipresence of nature: including that Saturnian revelation that upon the dying breath there flows a moment of eternity �

[Captain Blackheart (The..]

A wonderful sonnet Fran. Excellent!

[Yvonne Heidt]

Her spirit has died,as willows weep in the rain..

I love this line! Great job on the rhyme and presentation. I like the picture that you have also!
Good luck in the contest!

[Angela Talbert]

Very interesting and empathetic aspect. I really like this.

[Helen Woodward]

I absolutely adore this Fran, the content, picture and the chosen font...perfect. You captured the 'sigh' extremely well...the willows weeping in the rain...I'm not too familiar with Shakespeare to be honest, but I could understand this very well. I don't believe the spirit dies...that's about the only thing I would take issue with.
It was a stunning piece, congrats on your elegance of content and presentation...

[Lydia Shutter]

Once again, Fran, the sonnet belongs to YOU! Exceptionally well written. Lydia

[desertraven]

Oh, you do sonnets so well!
superb, my friend!
Sandra :)