Form: Dutch Sonnet
A man and wife revealing wealth and style
Amid restrained luxury holding hands
Echoes of richness lay scattered around
As the artist reflects in the background
His paint captured where they socially stand
Enigmatic faces without a smile
Her finely woven dress is trimmed with fur
Gathered in her hands as ladies prefer
He stands with that cold gentlemanly cool
All dressed in black, did Baroque have its goths
The paleness of face could that be the rule
A fixed gaze with no emotional frill
Sounds good to me in year 2020
Why change a good thing if it fits the bill
©JGFarmer2020
