Sonnet CIV
Be it said to each beauty with pained soul, That seeks to hide all evidence therein, Where the worldly divide achieves its goal, To sanction the envied populace wherein. Beauty plays not jealousy’s fool shaken; Nor doth envy give power to build mountain, For righteous ‘tis such giftedness given, And lovely ‘tis the e’er flowing […]
Sonnet CIII
Thou art a mere child and mindless nuisance; That believes ‘tis of Plato’s love I speak; ‘Tis more love than mine dream’s full translucence, And when lost in darkness, the moon I seek. A love that warms when I shiver in cold, With a kiss that thrills e’en after the age; A heart with overflowing […]
Sonnet CII
Mine own senses hath ne’er drunk such beauty; For thine face in morning slumber doth stun And in that bliss ‘tis mine only duty That thou art my love, mine own companion. Thine repose is that of a goddess dear, With eyes gently shut and body at rest, Free from the devout duties and the […]
Sonnet CI
Since thou hath left me, I am in me lost, And tempest within doth direct mine sails, As the winds of change hath memories tossed, Waves of disquietude crash as love fails. What is pain, if not that which in waves gather? For erosion of heart tis rife with ache, As brash wounds stream as […]
Sonnet C
What is a clan if not alike in name? When identity doth uncover more. Who is a child’s father if not the same? For time estranged hath changed this family’s lore. Odd, yet startling, forbearer’s word arrived, Saying that another’s blood ‘twas mine own, And in such a moment it felt contrived, Still I was […]
Sonnet XCIX
O, magic maiden mine fortune do tell; Enchanted tis thine mystical regard; For I’ve seen thee in dreams, and know thee well, As thou doth float in step with the vanguard. Eyes divine all-knowing of the ages, In thine gaze all male pulchritude tis lost, And when thine word tis stricken from pages, The search […]
Sonnet XCVIII
Alas, ‘tis true I have been to the top, Where colossal world vastly seems so small, And the intricate ins and outs do pop Out of majestic sky, me thinks, quite tall. O, friendly wind bear me up a dancer; With arms outstretch seeking affection, As I leap upon the mist a prancer; And heav’ns […]
Sonnet XCVII
O, never say that thy king hath sorrow; For loneliness tis nature’s royal heart; Nor ask him his golden crown to borrow; Ask of thyself for kingdom do thy part. Upon this realm, a flame of justice burns; And over time, ancients spoke of honey; On loyal tongues where sweetness ever yearns; Where throne room […]
Sonnet XCVI
Contentment tis birth of satisfaction; Confinement tis doom of complacency; Atonement tis act of reparation; Desolation tis time of vacancy. For all that to thee matters most tis bliss, And when love given freely tis altered, A new life t’is born from the softest kiss, Where all t’was e’er attempted hath faltered. Love is made […]
Sonnet XCV
In praise of the dread chronicles of time, I do in discomfort construct my claim, Where youth’s exquisite phrases therein chime, That prophesies and portends defend the same. Making progress a dirge in this vexing race. As master’s peer into love’s divine eyes, Spreading goodwill o’er all Earth’s sacred place, E’en so speed may flux […]