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Mike
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0 posted 2000-04-23 02:41 PM


A poem is a parent's love,
...blue skies above,
A journey on a path not taken,
...a faith unshaken.
The odist writes of loves once spurned,
...a lesson learned,
Of death's harsh sting; the verdant spring,
...as robins sing.
The poet writes of thee and thou,
...a purple cow,
Of pain and suffering; hope and joy,
...a child's new toy.
Of all these things does poet pen,
...forever then,
Within are hearts does poet bring,
...true wonderous thing,
For poetry's life's photograph,
...a shepherd's staff,
As poet pens of she herself;
...gives of himself,
A poem is...

A Sonnet Is...

What music this that stirs the soul,
With thoughts sublime from gods above?
A tender word on heart inscroll,
Sweet memories of life and love,
As nightingale in evening sings,
Soft melodies touch deep within,
And free the heart on feathered wings,
To rise above our daily din.
A soothing balm, one's pain it frees,
Love's madrigal from goddess lips,
As gentle wind on satin seas,
Doth fill the sails of passion ships,
What creature this? What magic dear?
"Tis sonnets voice, that thou dost hear.



[This message has been edited by Mike (edited 04-23-2000).]

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Martie
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1 posted 2000-04-23 02:49 PM


Mike, A poem is the heart of the poet and yours is so full and beautiful!
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2 posted 2000-04-23 03:05 PM


These are beautiful, Mike! Very lovely!

Denise

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3 posted 2000-04-23 03:08 PM


This is excellent, Mike. Only because I know you are a man who prefers to do things in the correct manner, allow me to say that sonnets are made of lines of five-feet iambic verse ( 10 syllables) which in no way detracts from the excellence of your writing here.
ESP
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4 posted 2000-04-23 04:47 PM


Well, your poem is.....wonderful!!

Love and hugs,
Lizzie



 "Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight."

Gemini
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5 posted 2000-04-23 04:59 PM


Absolutely splendid my friend, quite an accurate description of feelings and words.
Seymour Tabin
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6 posted 2000-04-23 05:00 PM


Mike,
Your poem is sweet and dear,
But listen to Balladeer.

hsystems
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7 posted 2000-04-23 05:20 PM


Mike - very well-written and expressed!  I am  not savvy enough about form to know that the  lines of sonnets should be 10 syllables, each - but I certainly enjoyed the rhythm, the flow, and the lovely, descriptive verse!  So, I give both the poem and the sonnet two big THUMBS UP!
BTW, has David2 seen this?  He'd love it!


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David2
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8 posted 2000-04-23 05:34 PM


Mike,
   Wonderful sonnet, I have never tried the four foot meter you use but I like it.thanks.
        David2

netswan
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9 posted 2000-04-23 10:37 PM


Mike two more beautiful writings to
your credit  Well done!
I enjoyed reading them.

netswan

Mike
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10 posted 2000-04-23 10:47 PM


What music this that stirs within mine soul,
With thoughts sublime, from gods on clouds above?
A tender word, that doth on heart inscroll,
Brings forth sweet memories of life and love,
As nightingale, on wing in evening sings,
Soft melodies, that touch mine soul within,
And free the heart, to fly on feathered wings,
To rise above, to calm our daily din,
A soothing balm, one's pain in comfort frees,
Love's madrigal, flows forth from goddess lips,
As gentle wind, upon life's satin seas,
Doth fill with grace, the sails of passion ships,
What creature this? What magic to hold dear?
'Tis sonnet's voice, that in mine heart doth hear.

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11 posted 2000-04-23 10:52 PM


Perfection, thy name is Mike  
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12 posted 2000-04-24 03:25 AM


Mike~
So smooth .... quick learner !
~*Marge*~


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Meadowmuse
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13 posted 2000-04-24 04:00 AM


Your thoughts are, quite obviously, poetry before ever they grace the page. Beautiful writing, beautiful thought...thank you, Mike.

~ Claire

 Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau

vandana
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14 posted 2000-04-24 05:37 PM


Very nice poem,Mike!!!!!    


[This message has been edited by vandana (edited 04-24-2000).]

Elizabeth Santos
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15 posted 2000-04-24 05:43 PM


Let's not forget poetic license here. Mike you can write a sonnet in however many syllables you want, dear, and it will sound just as sweet. But both are wonderful. And I see my purple cow was included here. Quite an honor, I must say!
Both poems are fantastic ( all three)
Liz

Mike
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16 posted 2000-04-24 09:49 PM


Thank you all ever so much for the gracious comments. As some of you are aware, I started writing poetry last year after the mother of a close friend passed away. Somehow, I have seemed to have caught this poetry bug I can't seem to shake...
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