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07-02-2017, 12:45 PM | #1 | ||
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A Sonnet in it's English guise is a specific form. At it's most basic it consists of 14 lines rhyming ABAB CDCD EFEF GG, with each line having 10 syllables. The last couplet traditionally is a twist and the first stanza sets the scene. There are other complications.
I hope you enjoy. Sonnet 1 Can love’s quest ever be an unjust cause, to seek fate matched heart with yours to join, is it not our right under nature’s laws, to yearn for more than earthly gold or coin. For blessed are those that such sweetness taste that by fortune or deed their soulmate meet. When our paths are crossed we must make haste, seize chanced gift to make two lives complete. Pity those who to love’s soft touch are blind, and have no desire to fill that cold space. Feel sadness that some, true love never find never once feel a lover’s eyes on their face. To live life in love is to live in light and never to know the dark endless night. Sonnet 2 v2 As the night’s falling drape of velvet dusk forewarns that a drowsy stillness is nigh and the soft butter glow of moonlight brusque lays a gentle comfort along her thigh, steal I a silk whisper kiss on pale skin. And on my lips taste I such honeyed scent I pray these hours to forever begin, for the yearning to touch is never spent. What beating heart could such beauty resist, a love that from a single glance was born, or that will cause adoring sight to mist from knowing heartbreak will arrive at dawn. For to her, of my love I should not say, so must unworthy heart be gone by day. Sonnet 3 With time intent on his forever dance, deftly stole I from him by slightest hand, in a fleeting pause of conceded chance moments of a beauty both rare and grand. I saw a single ray of purest light pierce a crystal glass droplet as it fell, and become a lonely tear lost at night, a vestige of false love’s now broken spell. I watched the sharp life bloom of Springtime and heard I a thousand strange voices sing, many unknown songs with a single rhyme and the rhythmic beat of a Blackbird’s wing. Yet poisoned is the chalice I did steal, for hidden is knowing what is now real. |
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07-07-2017, 12:40 PM | #2 | ||
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Nigel,
Thank you for enlightening the reader beforehand the basics of a Sonnet. Really puts a smile on my day to read the words, then giving an extra moment or two to put all the thoughts together. Now the realization gives way to knowledge and the beauty combined. Each Sonnet with its own meaning. Beautiful!!!!!!!! Gerry |
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07-07-2017, 01:34 PM | #3 | |||
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How beautiful this was to read on a cold dark and lonely night, fraught and racked with pain, your sonnets bought back memories of school English Literature learnings many long years gone by. Thank you. Gods gift is we can find beauty, love, & solace in anything when we pause to try.
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