Inspired by and written for Simply 6 Minutes – thank you, Christine

As a poet, I noodle about with words, and this prompt seems to be noodling with my noodles. The sonnet form is the Beginning of the Line Rhymed Sonnetwhich I will work around the format for the English Sonnet. Here goes…

She Comes
Form: Beginning of the Line Rhymed Sonnet

Hail, the beauty of the lake as she comes
Skin is pale yet bright as the Mother moon
Fail ye not to accept her living grace
Intended delight in her touch divine

Fair is her majesty upon this night
When she ascends from the depths of the lake
Bearing the sword so she can claim her king
Then shall we dance to the old pagan songs

Claiming our lands once stolen in bloodshed
By murder then our mother tongue was lost
Blaming the old ways of…