by reguiny2006Réguiny, Bretagne, France
Jun 2015 759 Views 16 comments
A Love Sonnet.
When my earthly fire extinguished be,
will thou at my carved cross appear
to speak of love, my posthumous spirit near,
and perchance, lay a flower there for me,
or wilt thou come when others long since fled,
with soft proud voice, unfaltering, kind,
read a verse I left thee long behind,
and chance, a tear fall from thy lovely head,
think of love that prospered through the snow,
think of love, not from a moistened eye,
nor sigh to murmuring winds for its reply,
for fragrant memories are unknown to woe,
no tears of pity, just a smile I pray,
life's ingenious scorn has quietly passed away.
will thou at my carved cross appear
to speak of love, my posthumous spirit near,
and perchance, lay a flower there for me,
or wilt thou come when others long since fled,
with soft proud voice, unfaltering, kind,
read a verse I left thee long behind,
and chance, a tear fall from thy lovely head,
think of love that prospered through the snow,
think of love, not from a moistened eye,
nor sigh to murmuring winds for its reply,
for fragrant memories are unknown to woe,
no tears of pity, just a smile I pray,
life's ingenious scorn has quietly passed away.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2015
About this poem:
Written to a special Lady when the world tumbled around usPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
More Poems
A Conscience Mind
LIGHT
Snowflakes
Mods
Happy thanksgiving to all
Mom And Dad's Prayer For Their Daughter
More Poems
Report Abuse for this page, if inappropiate
More Poems by reguiny2006
- Love's denial.
- Thoughts on my 84th birthday.
- Sonnet to truth
- Ode to Canada.
- A Sonnet to the breath of Spring
- Lines written in a my country garden
- Court of Hades, finale
- The court of Hades, Pt 2
- The Court of Hades pt1
- A Sonnet from Love lost days
- A SONNET TO LOVE
- Carnac
- Shot at Dawn.
- Philosophy of Love.
- Lament for a Soldier and his Love.
- To all ye Poets on this site
- Storrington re-visited.
- On going to war, from a womans heart.
- THE TRUTH, THE PLAIN TRUTH.
- Falluja Remembered.
- More Poems by reguiny2006 (108)
Comments (16)
Phil.
Phil.
My sincere thanks for reading and making a comment, with regard to your reticence about posting on a similar theme, it matters not if that which you write is misconstrued, what matters is the emotional flow of the pen, that wonderful isolated moment with all the important facets of your being, vibrant and alive, for writing is the 'fireworks of the soul', so pick up the pen and write.
Phil.
Yet another example of your flexibility as a sonneteer: I have studied (but not in any depth) the various styles of sonnet, but where as I have yet to venture beyond the Shakespearean style, you are much more adventurous and I recognise this as being in the Italian style, which I actually quite like, and which you do proud.
Style apart, I find the subject poignant. I love opera and reading this, it brought to mind the tragedy of Violetta in Verdi's 'La Traviata' (especially the incredible duet in Act 3 - Parigi O Cara - in which unaware of her impending death from consumption, sings of taking her to Paris) tissues needed at this stage my friend! I take the liberty of including the musical link below.
More power to your pen Phil
Bill
Phil.
think of love, not from a moistened eye,
nor sigh to murmuring winds for its reply,'
that is particularly nice Phil!
thanks for sharing your sonnet
Phil.
Phil.
quite an emotional poem, nostalgic in its depth and happiness embedded in sadness.I specially enjoyed the last two lines, that speaks volumes for all the love you had showered on your lady love.
Thanks for sharing a beautiful poem.
always_besides.
Thank you so very much for your constructed comment, it was much appreciated.
Phil.
Rob
pHIL;