Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #493
Relentlessly by Belinda Roddie Relentlessly, I pushed my sore body against the winds and icy whips of snow that lashed like serpents' hot tongues against me. My city was dark, as there had been no electricity running on the grid since Tuesday. All I wanted was to get home to my wife and children. As I slid around on ice, I made with God a bet that if He spared me, I'd return to church at least once (I just couldn't guarantee a regular recurrence). Each bone hurt in my body, and through the agony, I saw shadows ling'ring along my porch. My wife caught me as I fell near her torch.
