Love Sonnets

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My Love Who Neither Winces Nor Sheds Tears
You Have Rescued Me My Angel of Light
A Dearth of Inspiration Leaves Me Void
We Sit Beneath the Ancient Chestnut Tree

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These thirty five are but a start
At the work that will be done
As the secrets leave the heart
The writing's but begun

My Love Flames Red
Thy Face is a Sculpture in Ecru Shades
You Wait
You Are My Lantern
The Sweet Skin of Thy Hand
This Garden Bench
In the Far-Out Districts
'Twas the Custom
How Your Raven Curls
Why Do I Love You
I Approach You
Blessed Am I
I Feel Ill Without Your Comfort Steady
Let's Drink From This Chalice
You Are My Silver Knight
Whisper Softly
Golden Orb of the Night
My Darling Cry You Not Your Salted Tears
Clouds Have Made a Stairway
Kiss Me That I May Know
You Shed Light on the Darkness of My Heart
I Sit Quietly
Love Can Take a Walk Along the Beach
I Pose a Question
We Look Towards the Sky
White Sands Caress
Love Across the Tide
My Mind's Adrift
I Wonder On the Sultry Sounds I Hear
Stand Before Me That I May Lift You Up
Thou Art My Prince
We Sit Beneath the Ancient Chestnut Tree
A Dearth of Inspiration Leaves Me Void
You Have Rescued Me My Angel of Light
My Love Who Neither Winces Nor Sheds Tears

Fourteen lines in a metered rule
Of ten syllables per each line
Three quatrains in ABAB fuel
A couplet's ending in language fine

But more than this, his phrasing
Of pondering, asking, replying
Not always happy endings raising
Often a darkness not denying

The Sonnet, 1839
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My Sonnets

My love flames red inside this yearning chest
Your smell is missed when you are gone a trice
I drop all, unflinching at your behest
What have I done that you are doubly nice

Chivalry lives though you never demand
My cloak on the ground or holding the door
For you I would number each grain of sand
Though my lips be chapped and my fingers sore

Within inches of you my embers glow
One is blinded in the depths of my eyes
And yet, our sweet passion can ever grow
Like the best that poetry glorifies

Brighter than white hot iron being forged
Or fiery comet's tail with ice engorged

Thy face is a sculpture in ecru shades
That God has perfected with chiseled lines
And during the night when awareness fades
Thy muscles relax and calmness reclines

Under thy slender neck, thy shoulders grace
A body with sensuous female curves
Should thee bend sideways to fasten a lace
Strong looks of approval thee just deserves

Thou hast chosen me, a sure companion
Protector, avenger and lover besides
By thy side in the vales and steep canyon
Shielding from all the misery that hides

The days ahead we shall ride together
On saddled steed in the finest leather

You wait just beyond my obscurity
Outside the shadows of my troubled mind
I look to you for my security
And worry that I will be left behind

In this chaotic world of daily stress
I suffer alone, going through motions
In keeping fit, keeping fed, I obsess
A way to keep me from my emotions

Know I that this is not a healthy life
You, as my partner, would be a blessing
But the fog's thick; can cut it with a knife
I dream oft of you, my love professing

My capacious mission is to find you
For being whole and loved is overdue

You are my lantern in the darkest night
Guiding my footsteps that I do not fall
Baring what's to come allaying my fright
Speaking softly, in answer, at my call

Your flame is constant unmoved by the gust
What once was dim is better understood
You deflect me from bad; towards what I must
And bid me see in all men what is good

You are the angel in my doubting mind
Speaking with God's wisdom always, always
You are the one I wish in flesh to find
You've made daylight in the nightmare hallways

The plum will drop from tree into your hand
And I'll wait, untrothed, till you, by me, stand

The sweet skin of thy hand beckons my touch
I lean and rest my own close but not on
Oh, so tentative, yet I want it much
Should I dally long, would my chance be gone?

My indecision's a curse, a bane
That cripples a man from fast achieving
Those things that he would most like to attain
Goodness, catch me from so soon bereaving

A coin of silver lies inside my pouch
Which I can use to settle yea or nay
These silly musings are a waste I vouch
I shan't succumb to such a coward's way

I reach and firmly lay my hand on thine
And thou responds to fingers intertwine

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This garden bench of teak seats only two
Its sturdy back and arms with wood confines
A body dyad helpless to unglue
Long years have honed the couple it defines

Each day, each week, each month that we've held hands
Is altogether old yet always new
Feeling the golden skins that are our bands
Refreshes and reminds my love for you

Our bodies never tire of this walk
Around the verdant pathways to this spot
We stop, we breathe, we sit, we touch, we talk
You blow into my ear when I am hot

It is such a gift to know one so well
Better than any ribboned box they sell

In the far-out districts away from noise
A young man she spotted above the corn
Caught her eye; he was tallest of the boys
She ogled him, cloaked, her rev'rie untorn

She'd wait out of sight by the fishing creek
And watch as they walked to midday travail
Perhaps one day he would venture a peek
To the spot where she sat longing and frail

Of course she could not pine away her days
She must finish her schooling; have a life
This was just a fancy, a crush, a phase
The world needed doctors, mis'ry was rife

A few years passed and they met up in town
They'd mission in Africa then settle down

'Twas the custom to troth on bended knee
A chivalrous affect but there it was
His band offered that she was fair to see
And they'd follow the troth with grand applause

But how to woo her; she was wont to laugh
He would hide his more serious makeup
Perhaps a walk in the country with a staff
He'd stop to rest, pretend a nap, wake up

On a given day she'd ride her silver steed
To his slumber spot at just the moment
Of waking from a dream of daring deed
Fair lady would think he was deep in torment

Dismounting horse and over to him straight
He'd catch her hand and thus his offer state

How your raven curls hang defying speech
Dark upon fair skin an angel they frame
I would twist a lock were it within reach
You are a goddess deserving a name

That simple band of silver at the wrist
Reflects the beauty you have deep within
I gaze anew and spy what I have missed
Another facet that holds me smitten

Do you look at me this way? I pray yes
With lightened heart my courage builds, beating
I shall for you my utter love confess
Then feel no outward chill, but slow heating

I best solve issues 'fore they are perceived
And guarantee my love for you received

Why do I love you despite num'rous flaws
I see buried beneath redeeming traits
A sharp sense of justice to wage a cause
And weigh the sides fairly to deem their fates

You are coarse and often speak unthinking
Yet wish too late the words return to lips
Your audience stares at you unblinking
Till you soften, and move your hands from hips

Should a wanton man try to tend a bribe
An inner ire with Etna force erupts
In no uncertain terms you clear describe
That gold for favors done a soul corrupts

Thus I take you as you come stiff and cool
I know you well as I am not a fool

I approach you, cautious, careful, silent
You are bent in study of leathered tomes
What is in my heart I shall not repent
Your dedication inspires my poems

Where are the flowers for your auburn hair
They should bedeck your tress like fragrant clothes
Tomorrow I shall buy you 2 combs fair
And pick some heather to complete the pose

What thrill when my hands wrap about your eyes
You reach and take my left and pull toward earth
Gentle am I that you've shown no surprise
Sure your eyes are twinkling with coquette's mirth

Time to close your books upon the table
Our embrace consummated as in a fable

Blessed am I that you are here beside me
My strong knight slaying dragons false or true
Aiding me when I have difficulty
Trusting my own strength when champions few

When I came to wait you at the diner
The job I held to pay my way through school
I knew I'd find a soul mate not finer
I'd date a customer and break my rule

Happy are we with two years behind us
Fitting each to one another like gloves
Some golden Sunday I will wear my dress
As we pledge, melded, our undying loves

Yes, blessed am I to have my choice made
Our lives to live by soothing serenade

Alternate ending

Now, how in heck will this wedding be paid

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I feel ill without your comfort steady
A devout spirit to erase the strain
Your soft, gentle hand is always ready
With tender pressure to allay my pain

You dip the cloth into water fully
And wring it once to still the heavy drip
We won't let this illness be a bully
Despite the utter drought upon my lip

During labored sleep you caress my brow
With compress softly laid to fever cool
True goodness from God flows to you endow
My fortune; you complain not of my drool

I love you as my nurse, my wife, my friend
Beyond the gray of age that's not the end

Let's drink from this chalice of blood red wine
That represents what's flowing in our veins
Coursing through this mortal body's turbine
Bringing warmth to fingers, lips and brains

These torsi are but vessels for our souls
Enabling us to sense, to feel, to touch
Loving our imperfect defects and moles
So grateful for the happiness we clutch

On this hallowed spot two hearts are wedded
Before God and family and friends much loved
We promise all secrets will be vetted
No shame shall mark our skin for hands be gloved

United now with rings to show this bond
Not letting any with our love abscond

You are my silver knight that has avowed
To guard each choice I make, each step I take
When I receive an honor, you are proud
Your beaming sunlight smile you do not fake

Open my thickest doors and hold them wide
That I may enter quickly, unhindered
I barely blink and you are by my side
With burning love ne'er to be rescinded

Do I deserve you, fickle as I am
Holding court for suitors I would not choose
You save me from many quand'ry and jam
Debriefing my escapades with your views

I am a dolt wasting precious seconds
When my shining knight with true love beckons

Whisper softly the words that speak your heart
A million times are not enough to hear
They echo in my head when we're apart
When things get rough they help me persevere

Golden silence often gives perspective
Yet I prefer love's soothing tender strains
My passions make hard to be objective
Melting as the wicked witch when it rains

Even should your romantic words be simple
Deep intimate love for me is conveyed
My broad smile accentuates my dimple
While rosy blush about my face displayed

You have promised to ever mouth to me
Sweet, sweet sayings for our eternity

Golden orb of the night shine on my heart
Illuminate what's there for all to see
Allow my glowing soul to her impart
My patience long, I live in reverie

Perhaps this starlit night will be the one
She falls into the abyss of my eyes
And I will resurrect her with the sun
After entwined dreams broken by sunrise

A more stalwart guy she will nowhere find
Arrest her loneliness, forthright I will
Her eccentricities I do not mind
Like long time gazing from the window sill

Lovely Luna show me an omen bright
I'll be the world's most happy man tonight

My darling cry you not your salted tears
I shall return soon as the long work's done
Know the current of my heart always steers
Toward you without any hesitation

Ignore the nuisance of counting moments
Lest that gives you solace for your longing
Busy yourself, as idle time foments
A feeling that you are not belonging

In the daily world of school and commerce
Farm and medicine, gardening and sport
Think on me often, but don't be perverse
I vision you involved, holding our fort

When I arrive, should your tears be just dried
I'll lick them; then you'll have me by your side

Clouds have made a stairway that I shall climb
As I am buoyant with my love's deep kiss
The lilting notes I hear in church bell's chime
Foretell our drink from the sacred chalice

From aloft my vantage of you is sweet
Reclining on the verdant garden grass
With honeysuckle, primrose at your feet
Knowing not that I spy on you my lass

I float up higher toward pearlescent blue
That ceils the cloud deck from which I survey
You, oblivious, with nothing ado
How shall I my boundless feelings convey

Words alone do not justice to this state
Thus, this sonnet, to you I shall relate

Kiss me that I may know that you are real
Else I shall think you a teasing mirage
Your sultry scented breath I long to feel
As complex as the finest decoupage

I shall respond swiftly to lightest touch
Of your lips on my lips, perfectly matched
Like shingles of a roof protecting much
My body with your goodness shall be thatched

It's trite to say you fit me like a glove
Yet my fingers always find their apt place
Our bodies nestle when we sleep in love
As tired kittens curled by mama's face

And after we have locked our mouths again
I'll eagerly succumb with new passion

You shed light on the darkness of my heart
With mirth emitted at any hour
The tiny creases at your nose impart
A laughter that melts me with such power

Were I to think a mildly sorrowed thought
It would dissolve quite quickly at your gaze
No therapist could match what you have wrought
Through anecdotes and unique turn of phrase

This gift of yours perhaps is tuned to me
For I have never seen another moved
Someday soon I shall ask you verily
For your hand; as our bond has sure been proved

And with that joyful smile you will impress
The dourest of our gathered wedding guests

I sit quietly writing in my chair
And look briefly to gaze at winter's scape
Hoping that he will soon be fram'ed there
Covered by crystal snow upon his cape

Our modest cottage flanked by timbers tall
Lends a privacy to our existence
Nestled among the best of Nature's hall
We can live and love without resistance

The blazing fire in the hearth he set
To keep me warm'ed on this chilly day
So I can pen what comes to mind direct
'Ere cold fingers make the thought slip away

Patience lasts; though, my love I surely miss
A sound; he comes; I rise to give a kiss

Trissotin Reading His Sonnet, from "Les Femmes Savantes" by Moliere 1846
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Near the water's edge we walk hand in hand
Enjoying each others' slow steady gait
Feeling sundried toes brush the soothing sand
There's much to imbibe; nothing to debate

The sun casts our lithe shadows behind us
To make cool stepping spots for two lovers
A cackling interrupts the quiet thus
We turn briefly, spy the noisy plovers

She has bent down to palm a perfect shell
Long ago vacated in far out deep
Booty from the tossed blue-green ocean swells
She shows me, delighted, what she has reaped

Yes, love can take a walk along the beach
With no pointed destination to reach

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I pose a question to the far'way stars
Do I, small speck that I am, deserve love
Like the lightening bugs in their glass jars
The stars twinkle their ambivalence of

Should I ask a man this pointed query
He would answer yes or no depending
On if his thoughts of me were most dreary
Or would he sing my praises unending

Should I ask a fair woman what she thought
She'd touch her lip and accede to quivers
In a fictive love dream she'd be caught
Answering me as if my love were hers

So why do I postpone what I must do
To ask my dear love what I've asked of you

We look towards the sky at what may rain down
His arm I hold tight so I do not drift
The two of us bundled against the brown
Swirling cloud of haze from inversion's lift

No one ever knows how long is their time
So best be spending it with bonded hearts
With luck to start 'ere we are in our prime
Drawing comfort from Cupid's errant darts

Yes, one may be strong but two are stronger
Facing the path that lays before our feet
Salving the small wounds that last no longer
Assuaged by the love that won't deplete

Let us not look up just now and be swayed
The path holds hope which should not be delayed

White sands caress soft as baby powder
Our laughing toes that dangle off the spread
Milky like the winning local chowder
That we, with love, to one another fed

We listen to the cries of black head terns
Standing sentinels on thin jointed legs
Who luckily do not have skin that burns
As they scavenge about for people's dregs

So nice to spend with you this pleasant noon
Beneath a graying blue cumulus sky
Not looking to decipher vapors' rune
That might our lush contentment falsify

I look north up the curving coast, then south
Then right here to your sweet and wanting mouth

The dark wet sand marks the rush of the tide
Coming from a shore 'cross the blue expanse
What person waits for me on that far side?
Looking for love or maybe just romance

Teal licks recede with a wave going west
White grains sparkle with promise to my heart
While laughing gulls commune their raucous jest
Mocking my earthbound pose as abstract art

Seaward the alar group lifts high in flight
Towards my unknown darling on distant coast
I mouth hello for wind to take through sky
And lift an airy chalice up in toast

A light gust caresses me with its kiss
Love has answered & nothing is amiss

My mind's adrift in whirling scattered muse
Not ready to settle on my heart's course
Know I full well thy fragrance offers clues
Yet should I act shall I but feel remorse

I must hie away to the far country
To gaze upon green leas of grazing sheep
Involve my tost thoughts with other sundry
I pray that in my lapse thou dost not weep

Go about thy days merry as thou wouldst
More likely than not I shall soon return
Fleeing thy tether think not that I couldst
Once I feel on my chest such mortal burn

Perchance some days only, perchance hours
'Til drinking we are as bees from flowers

I wonder on the sultry sounds I hear
Upon a quiet from life's teeming noise
A gentle lilt caught by receptive ear
Thankful it uplifts rather than destroys

The minstrel serenades his love most true
With whispered words I cannot hear, but know
I would relay the sentiment to you
Singing softly that its grace I bestow

My heart shall carry these song chords henceforth
Though I not be a roving bard by trade
For sharing oft with you, my dear True North
Whether in stormy wood or sunny glade

When such melody echos round one's soul
Wafting like a Venetian barcarole

Stand before me that I may lift you up
Upon the roan steed with nostrils aflare
Fret not, he's gentle as a buttercup
Yet acts the stallion when I am not there

Let's ride together o'er the fields bright with dew
Amid the new shoots of grass and heather
Before the sun rises, too warm, on cue
And dries your pale skin like tawny leather

The next minutes can't pass quickly enough
'ere I see your dark hair flow with the wind
Like the just hoisted schooner sails aluff
On this thought, plus others, my heart is pinned

A country outing thus brings swift romance
Two hearts in love, on horseback, fit to dance

Facing life's burdens know thou art my prince
Shouldst thou awake chilled from a slumber tossed
My warm hand in thine should rightly convince
Thou art not adrift in a dream sea, lost

Meeting each day a world that makes no sense
Peopled by naïve men with minds enchained
Toil thou hard to keep thy just recompense
And thine honor unblemished by deed feigned

Stay thou steadfast darling, worry thou not
The threads of our hearts make a valiant rope
For thou canst pull me from a wayward plot
While I can assuage thine ills with hope

So thy bloodline lacks stamp'ed royal seal
Thou art my true prince; know this to be real

We sit beneath the ancient chestnut tree
And ponder how to spend this afternoon
For love can follow our activity
Whether we sail or walk on sandy dune

At times, to laze together does suffice
Out cloth'ed skin set mere inches apart
Whilst I read, she pens her verse to entice
Both considering affairs of the heart

Thus, today, we share but half of our minds
I read someone's words; she authors anew
We mentally traverse o'er that which winds
Through mind and heart and back with naught to rue

So, in the midday sun with books we sit
Now I need peruse what my love has writ

A dearth of inspiration leaves me void
Yet you walk into my field of vision
The wheels of my mind are again employed
Taking many paths without decision

Till they settle at peace in your kind eyes
I leave the chaos of a churned morass
No longer harassed by black demon cries
Shrieking in my lame consciousness en masse

In you I put my faith to steady steer
What shall else wander to a thousand ports
Your soft and gentle ways make you quite dear
As light arcs from your lips of rosy quartz

Call this love if you will, still it is more
My strength, my zeal, my fire, you restore

You have rescued me, my angel of light
Reaching your warm and tender hands towards mine
A palpable aura in blackest night
So natural our fingers intertwine

Poker hot my endless love for you burns
With searing heat that balms my every ache
Darling, when you're away my full heart yearns
To be by your side and grave tasks forsake

You arrived in my life on perfect cue
When I called out for a partner so fair
I least expected our love to ensue
Like a mirage you would soon not be there

Yet, I was beyond pleasantly surprised
When your dagger of love left me incised

A tiny spot of scarlet blood appears
Upon your finger from the cutting knife
My love who neither winces nor sheds tears
Of course I'll take you as my partner wife

Shall I lick that red spot or tissue bring
To stop the flow of your life's fragrant wine
Too late you've just now rinsed to stay the sting
Returning to the task that's so benign

From the fruitful bosom of brownest earth
A multi-colored salad you convene
In reds and golds and greens that limit girth
Such pleasant autumn shades for our cuisine

How skilled you are most times on wielding blade
I delight in your cooking arts displayed

On the Love Sonnets of William Shakespeare

Perhaps the greatest writer of the English tongue
But the famous Bard has his critics too
It's the community of lovers that I'm among
The plays, the sonnets, how his words imbue

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