Sonnet

A prophet is only despised in his own country.
Among his own relations.
Respect is too often in Another Country.
Amongst other nations.

A ruinous barn next to a farmhouse in a courtyard.
Connected by a rickety, crumbling walkway.
We feel we will fall off to our death, all is marred.
Savery’s painting is sepia tone, brown and grey.

With split tree trunks.
Even nature is subject to temporality.
In this setting all that is missing is hooded monks.
All is heading to finality.

But here too is romantic, fairy tale beauty.
Out of rejection comes hope and duty.

Haiku

Out of rejection
Comes surely hope and duty
And also beauty