NaPoWriMo Day 26 – Sonnet for my Knight

Once I was dreaming to meet a knight
  To save me from the dungeon of Ghoul
    Where murky fetid air eddied strong;
Knight I thought come on day or night
  To fight the villains all and to dispel
    The bond of deep fear for horrid throng.

Dreams. Wishes. They are supposed to be true.
  When mind is to seal, and words are to tell
    To hope for the best, and to expect nothing
Knight of my heart save me to get through
                  ... Lifetime of love I bring.

For NaPoWriMo prompt, it comes to us from Vince Gotera, who wrote his “family member” poem for Day 20 in the form of a curtal sonnet. Curtal sonnet is shorter than the normal, fourteen line sonnet. Instead it has a first stanza of six lines, followed by a second stanza of four, and then closes with a half-line. The form was invented in the 1800s by Gerard Manley Hopkins, who used it in his famous poem “Pied Beauty”. So for today, the challenge is to give the curtal sonnet a whirl.

Pied Beauty

Glory be to God for dappled things —
  For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
    For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
  Landscape plotted and pieced — fold, fallow, and plough;
    And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
  Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
    With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
                Praise him.
         "Pied Beauty"
Gerald Manley Hopkins
         written 1877
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