Description: I haven't been sonnets in a long time... put a lot of effort into this, I guess. and heart. comments, thoughts and interpretations greatly appreciated. I'd appreciate it if there's no bashing on this one though, because it's very personal.
A Second's Sojourn in Beauty -------------------------------------------
Daylight's pretence illumine darkened plains
with sole glimmers divided in the skies;
As I, a prisoner behind these panes,
gaze with a wishful heart and wistful eyes.
The hurdle lies not in hills to travel
nor in time's distance; 'tis diminutive.
For the heavens' hold is hardly brittle
in a battle, for these bright lights to leave.
O, but I fall; buoyant beneath its glow
or its slightest sign, by a graceful glance
Breath sojourns for a second, but even so
it ends, 'tis but the power of perchance.
So long this paints her smile, mine too it keeps,
with wistful eyes, my wishful heart that weeps.
As for interpretations, it seems to me a poem of either unrequited love or of a "missed connection".
While I may be off in the specifics, I imagine one sitting in a bus or car on a gloomy day. Momentarily "she" is passed by and ones chest tightens, breath is held.
Though there are some hints at sadness, overall the brief flirting has bouyed an otherwise dreary day.