Love Sonnets: 016, 012, 035

Phoenix Montoya By Phoenix Montoya, 7th Jul 2011 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL
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These are imperfect sonnets, trying to at least resemble, the ‘Shakespearean sonnet’ pattern, a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f, g-g. Sonnets 016, 012 and 035 are imperfect sonnets that describes a perfect love in three different ways.

Sonnet 016

An ordinary day of September,
no time for daydreams, the mind grows weary,
of learning and reading, too much to bear.
Thus lazily, hours become cheery.
I gazed upon a new discovery,
as it transforms into an interest.
Something exquisite like a strawberry,
with such delightful scent I crave to taste.
Familiar face yet a different look,
a Sherlock’s mystery to be unfold.
Splendid distractions better than a book,
and as moments slip, forever I hold.
Child in into a lady, lost in a dream,
of love’s enchantment, it’s opaline stream.

Sonnet 012

Still silence upon the solemn evening.
Lips remain sealed as the eyes speak the words.
Love sings, inaudible for the hearing.
Two hearts meet thus a clash of diverse worlds.
Eve to Adam as Venus to red Mars.
Moon kisses the sun as day meets the night.
Frightful thoughts for the sane, a lover’s curse.
To gamble and lose is fate’s ugly bite.
Yet the call of love remains enticing,
a beautiful promise of devotion.
Alas, beating heart is not for feeling,
not to hear, not to see such illusion.
Tomorrow’s destiny, a mystery.
This eve, a freedom of heart’s misery.

Sonnet 035

While the earth loses more of its splendor,
I memorize the color of its youth.
Fresh scented greens, as mark of its grandeur,
into compost of unspeakable loot.
Stormy skies in the month of sunny May,
cold winter in an Egyptian palace.
The world has turned upside down as they say –
in a harsh way, into bitter solace.
Sadly, I gazed upon a stranger’s eyes,
As I remember its familiar spark.
Still, a lover’s sacred vow never dies –
ever feeling, not a question to ask.
Changes can be unnerving to embrace,
hence my courage, as within your arms – my place.


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Phoenix is a drug trader and a small time computer service entrepreneur. She enjoys writing about medicine, animals, music, current issues and other stuff. She is also a fan of creative writing.

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author avatar Maria Malone
15th Jul 2011 (#)

Very beautiful poems Phoenix, well done!!

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author avatar D in The Darling
20th Jul 2011 (#)

Beautiful poems. I now know why you said they are imperfect sonnets. Some words don't rhyme at all. Youth would rhyme with sooth or smooth just to mention two, but hey who cares, you're a great talent.

Thanks for sharing.

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author avatar Revivor
22nd Jul 2011 (#)

great idea to write these sonnets and looks like an interesting site

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