Author's Note: The next sonnet that I made was based on the Bog King's thoughts on Marianne when he's spending time with her. I keep getting some things mixed up with my poems so I'll need to fix my author's notes at some points.
Disclaimer: I do not own Strange Magic.
Resolve the Unresolved
To care is to weaken and be exposed
Eliminate the source 'til it's no more
Repel the promises that are supposed,
so shunned and hated to the cold, sad core
But what is this new happiness? Feather
feeling from one full of fire and known scorn,
one that was damaged yet pulled together,
as new and fresh like he had that was torn.
Abandon it! Shun those feelings lest you
wish to be broken in the same tempest,
one that could ache far worse and burn bad too.
Is it wise? Chase away who seems best?
No, it can't be given up; just one chance
to find that someone perfect for a dance