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A Baptism(sonnet 1)
My fair lady, cry to your hearts' content,
I'll cup my hands and, ev'ry tear capture,
Pain is the thing which the heart doth contend,
'Til time can heal and settle the matter.
But if tears must fall from your angel eyes,
Let joy be the reason rivers do flow,
Therein we will bathe and be sanctified,
As we become one, two halves become whole.
Let laughter replace all sadness within,
'Til vision is blurred so eyes cannot see,
And Glad cracks an angel face with a grin,
'Til drops become puddles; rivers, the sea.
Full of glee like a child on grandpas' knee,
When your tears do flow let them wash o'er me!
JS
I'll cup my hands and, ev'ry tear capture,
Pain is the thing which the heart doth contend,
'Til time can heal and settle the matter.
But if tears must fall from your angel eyes,
Let joy be the reason rivers do flow,
Therein we will bathe and be sanctified,
As we become one, two halves become whole.
Let laughter replace all sadness within,
'Til vision is blurred so eyes cannot see,
And Glad cracks an angel face with a grin,
'Til drops become puddles; rivers, the sea.
Full of glee like a child on grandpas' knee,
When your tears do flow let them wash o'er me!
JS
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
I would that u only cry tears of joy and laughter...
A LOVE SONNET
Roses are flowering her in Brittany,
like as a Nun's God given care,
cloistered robed in unsung divinity,
flourish in its soft fragrant air,
far from Winter's deep untrodden snow,
in unearthly ways weaves her spell,
loves quietude, like bounteous rivers flow
revive the spirit more than words can tell,
thus with thee here and with my heart,
the Rose's perfume shall around us play,
intoxicate the hours of our hand held day,
where silence sweet, soft thoughts impart,
Embrace with me this earthly care,
words but vain where love is rare.
like as a Nun's God given care,
cloistered robed in unsung divinity,
flourish in its soft fragrant air,
far from Winter's deep untrodden snow,
in unearthly ways weaves her spell,
loves quietude, like bounteous rivers flow
revive the spirit more than words can tell,
thus with thee here and with my heart,
the Rose's perfume shall around us play,
intoxicate the hours of our hand held day,
where silence sweet, soft thoughts impart,
Embrace with me this earthly care,
words but vain where love is rare.
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
The roses have just started to bloom here in my lovely garden, they are the harbinger of love, how better to extol them, than a sonnet.A Sonnet to friendship.
Friendship shall halt the power of time,
like boyhood days that seem not to fade
amidst those long lost spheres sublime,
when, to unforgiving time we joyous played,
rare such virtue true, slumbering sweet
with thoughts more rich than gold,
its voice unknown to thunders roll, entreat
the heart that ne'er grows old,
united, bonds mutual strength, thus found
a hallowed ground, much blessed, heroic deep,
harvest sweet unspoken words profound,
where love's silent voice its honest tokens keep,
friendship gilds the value of each weary day,
annulling, all life's stormy paths away.
like boyhood days that seem not to fade
amidst those long lost spheres sublime,
when, to unforgiving time we joyous played,
rare such virtue true, slumbering sweet
with thoughts more rich than gold,
its voice unknown to thunders roll, entreat
the heart that ne'er grows old,
united, bonds mutual strength, thus found
a hallowed ground, much blessed, heroic deep,
harvest sweet unspoken words profound,
where love's silent voice its honest tokens keep,
friendship gilds the value of each weary day,
annulling, all life's stormy paths away.
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
To have a true Lady friend, is often subjected to ill founded thoughts, thus this sonnet is written to such a special Lady, the passage of years have not tainted one iota of the close bond we share.Bright!
Us again, this new beginning.
You have returned and so has the light.
Like the morning bird my heart is singing,
Gone is the dark, gone is the night.
Now lost is found and old is new,
Offence forgotten tears have dried,
Like sunshine does to morning dew.
With you once more, I feel alive.
This thought remains inside my head,
What will fortune bring to this new life?
I dare not say but wish instead,
For the promise of a future bright!
Sadness you can promptly leave,
Gladness you have brought reprieve.
J.S.
You have returned and so has the light.
Like the morning bird my heart is singing,
Gone is the dark, gone is the night.
Now lost is found and old is new,
Offence forgotten tears have dried,
Like sunshine does to morning dew.
With you once more, I feel alive.
This thought remains inside my head,
What will fortune bring to this new life?
I dare not say but wish instead,
For the promise of a future bright!
Sadness you can promptly leave,
Gladness you have brought reprieve.
J.S.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Love returns!
Renewed
Pounding of the nails sealing for all time
Idle fascination is it a crime
Noise of children at play mirrored sounds
Old man silenced who was well past his prime
Still upon the ground barely breathing bird
Twisted wounded broken wing still can fly
Wind gently blowing bringing back to life
Soaring back to life leaving behind cry
A circle no ending no beginning
Rain producing rainbows for all to see
Peace love happiness is yours if you want
Life projects what you give is what you be
A closing of the door a brand new start
Loving life with a clean pureness of heart
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Idle fascination is it a crime
Noise of children at play mirrored sounds
Old man silenced who was well past his prime
Still upon the ground barely breathing bird
Twisted wounded broken wing still can fly
Wind gently blowing bringing back to life
Soaring back to life leaving behind cry
A circle no ending no beginning
Rain producing rainbows for all to see
Peace love happiness is yours if you want
Life projects what you give is what you be
A closing of the door a brand new start
Loving life with a clean pureness of heart
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Posted: Apr 2014
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"Nature's Crown" Sonnet. (Orientalkoru challenge)
Against a Cumbrian sunset statuesque,
In slanted beams she beckons me to grace,
Breathtaking views, the ink of nature's desk,
My heart to pen a smile upon her face.
Majestic jagged hills oft' touch a cloud,
Stooping to the lakelands deepened soul,
Penrith wraps our Love in scented shroud,
Sweet English rose, my Irish heart you stole.
Blinded by the beauty that surrounds,
None more fair than her pale countenance,
I on her blowing tresses place a crown,
To celebrate our close poetic dance.
Fond moments that I dream can't come too soon,
When yonder we will kiss to nature's swoon.
In slanted beams she beckons me to grace,
Breathtaking views, the ink of nature's desk,
My heart to pen a smile upon her face.
Majestic jagged hills oft' touch a cloud,
Stooping to the lakelands deepened soul,
Penrith wraps our Love in scented shroud,
Sweet English rose, my Irish heart you stole.
Blinded by the beauty that surrounds,
None more fair than her pale countenance,
I on her blowing tresses place a crown,
To celebrate our close poetic dance.
Fond moments that I dream can't come too soon,
When yonder we will kiss to nature's swoon.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Thank you Orientalkoru for the challenge.It's my dream to travel to the lake district
in England.
This poem is for Christina who lives there.
I Remember.
How first I grazed upon your outward view,
a perfected bloom in full maturity,
where, smiles upon thy countenance ever grew
wider far than the sea's untamed enormity,
clothed the common air with moonlight's pearly blue,
that vanished not with life's troubled hours,
thy being, e'er bright eyed as exotic flowers,
loiters long, rich bathed by twilight's hue,
yet thy presence like as the sun full glowing,
that dress harsh winter in it's golden light,
within thy heart, flourish green fields delight,
yet alas! the world would pass without full knowing,
Such is this truth that rides the Ocean's swell,
Such is this truth, this poet pen doth tell.
a perfected bloom in full maturity,
where, smiles upon thy countenance ever grew
wider far than the sea's untamed enormity,
clothed the common air with moonlight's pearly blue,
that vanished not with life's troubled hours,
thy being, e'er bright eyed as exotic flowers,
loiters long, rich bathed by twilight's hue,
yet thy presence like as the sun full glowing,
that dress harsh winter in it's golden light,
within thy heart, flourish green fields delight,
yet alas! the world would pass without full knowing,
Such is this truth that rides the Ocean's swell,
Such is this truth, this poet pen doth tell.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Just a Love Letter.
Geisha
In a land where blossoms fly
I am a beauty beyond compare
from the charcoal on my eyes
to the rare jewels in my hair
I was born to entertain
with each whirl of my silk fan
from feeling I do abstain
to cast beauty is my plan
With one look you stop and stare
at my clean white painted mask
and my bejeweled silky black hair
under your stare I do bask
Grace and beauty I do share
I long to capture your stare
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I am a beauty beyond compare
from the charcoal on my eyes
to the rare jewels in my hair
I was born to entertain
with each whirl of my silk fan
from feeling I do abstain
to cast beauty is my plan
With one look you stop and stare
at my clean white painted mask
and my bejeweled silky black hair
under your stare I do bask
Grace and beauty I do share
I long to capture your stare
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Posted: Apr 2013
Post CommentA SONNET
Methinks within each heart is but a womb,
to treasure hold, thereby conceiving captivate,
what once was sterile, infertile, desolate,
the flowered hope of love's own nurtured bloom
'tis but fair comparison to awakening morn,
whence in quietude shines Heaven's golden eye,
forsakes the abysmal chariot of night's black sky,
sheen shone, saffron paints the dew hung dawn,
thus honoured we, with one fleeting breath divine,
ides of hope abound, the heart to contemplate,
as oft, riches beyond wealth bequeathed in hours late,
neglected! then wander we, in thirst of love's rich wine,
Should thus, destiny deal four aces kind,
the ace of hearts, far better you'll find.
to treasure hold, thereby conceiving captivate,
what once was sterile, infertile, desolate,
the flowered hope of love's own nurtured bloom
'tis but fair comparison to awakening morn,
whence in quietude shines Heaven's golden eye,
forsakes the abysmal chariot of night's black sky,
sheen shone, saffron paints the dew hung dawn,
thus honoured we, with one fleeting breath divine,
ides of hope abound, the heart to contemplate,
as oft, riches beyond wealth bequeathed in hours late,
neglected! then wander we, in thirst of love's rich wine,
Should thus, destiny deal four aces kind,
the ace of hearts, far better you'll find.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
²written to express the hope on new found love in the Autumn of our daysFrom the green fields of youth
Yon lofty hills, dear lingering youth,
when we climbed life's sisyphean slope,
amid tumbling rocks, yet struggled on in hope,
now, backward glance on labours oft uncouth,
each blind day, we, green faith applied
upon the anvil of life's harsh forged sway,
each and every aching limb, relentlessly applied
the burning coals, to fire destiny's unspoken play,
to climb the summits unattainable spoils,
such salad days, inspired by trackless spheres aloft,
passion filed, like as when, both lover and artist toils,
flew on wings when life was green and soft,
yet, despite the woes and destiny our present foe,
we sallied forth to Autumn's coloured glow.
when we climbed life's sisyphean slope,
amid tumbling rocks, yet struggled on in hope,
now, backward glance on labours oft uncouth,
each blind day, we, green faith applied
upon the anvil of life's harsh forged sway,
each and every aching limb, relentlessly applied
the burning coals, to fire destiny's unspoken play,
to climb the summits unattainable spoils,
such salad days, inspired by trackless spheres aloft,
passion filed, like as when, both lover and artist toils,
flew on wings when life was green and soft,
yet, despite the woes and destiny our present foe,
we sallied forth to Autumn's coloured glow.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
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