Spenserian Sonnet No. 4

.....Was listening to Sting's 'The Wild, Wild Sea' when the Muse came to call. :-) When She stops in for a visit, you hurry up and offer her a drink for she doesn't ever seem to stay for long. :-)

Wild stallions surged on the dark, rolling hills.
With manes that danced in wild, frenzied designs.
They raced the wind who cruelly tried wills.
Defiance is seen in all of their lines.

The king of the sea raised high his tines.
With menace he strikes with a crashing light.
The hills are riven by the name he signs.
To show in visage strong his wondrous might.

Yet they continue forward with this fight.
Their sinews strain as bodies stream with foam.
A challenge made in great cries to the height.
A salt spray fills the air as forth they roam.

This great herd gallops swiftly far away.
The waves that they rode roll on toward the day.

.....Hope everyone has a good weekend! Stay safe. And see you all at July Coronation! Starting for me in 12 days, 0 hours, 16 minutes, aaaaannnnndddd 45 seconds. :-)

.....Arontius / Aaron.