For her.


But if

If ever there were castles built of gold,
The goldenerish sun would melt the beast,
If life were everlasting to be told,
The mold and dew of not-lives be as yeast,
If mother dear would simply have her way
The streets be pierced by blades of everglade,
If pets and things were asked to always stay
The lively of their eyes would slowly fade
If books and holy scriptures be preserved
The ancient words of men will rat the bog
If minds of ancient men would stay reserved
The souls of young men not be ancient fog

But if you asked me to love you in rhyme
I'd sing to you for all the rest of time



Sonnet by weirdzarun
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Written on 2008-06-25 at 08:18

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Kathy Lockhart
such beauty is the sonnet written with love for "her." I truly enjoyed reading each world. : ) kathy
2008-06-29


Rob Graber
PS: Though this "stretches" here and there in meaning and syntax ("goldenerish"?!), I admire what is, to my ear, its metrical perfection.
2008-06-25


Rob Graber
Nice to see a Shakespearean sonnet, especially one executed with so good an ear!
2008-06-25



Gorgeous sonnet Michael, hope this comment sticks!

Smiling at you

Tai
2008-06-25