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When You Have Gone (Sonnet)
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When You Have Gone (Sonnet) |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware 
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When you have gone with your soft sweet eyes And I can't feel their butterfly kiss To rocket me up where my evening lies Will I be bereft, regret what I miss? Shall I be free? Shall others want my love Single again and miss you not at all? Oh never such a thought so I abuse Your memory gone from me so that I crawl If I could not imagine you in all My dreams be they day or night fancies Or manufacture you, your sweetest words Light in my ear like softest pansies I'll not see sunsets or stars of evening I should have lost my mind always grieving ~All things are possible until they are proved impossible - and even the impossible may only be so, as of now. ~ Pearl S. Buck ~ [email protected] |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
Ahh..the thoughts we ponder. This is very painful in a touching way, although I wish I knew the story/situation behind the writing of it, as I'm not sure if the "gone" is a loss of a love, or actual death of a loved one. Knowing that could possibly give this piece a whole new impact, possibly somewhat tragic. ?? Very very good sonnet though - deep and aching, longing, sad. Your thoughts and the way you pen them are amazing...deep. |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
I would venture to say there have been some in your life - with whom - a breakup seemed imminent - and you couched a phrase- a question - and the answer came back ambiguous at least to you. This is fictional - but based on a little bit of many breakups I've had. No group of lines fits all of them. And there's nothing 'current' breaking up now (that I know of  ) Thanks pFF |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Your memory gone from me so that I crawl If I could not imagine you in all My dreams be they day or night fancies Or manufacture you, your sweetest words Light in my ear like softest pansies I'll not see sunsets or stars of evening I should have lost my mind always Bill, this is poetry of heart...and it touches me. |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
Through this it's easy to see why Sonnet's are my favorite...but a confession...I've never written one..lol This is beautiful...the right touch of sadness and the perfect amount of love and devotion to be exquisite! |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Wilfred~ Such lovely, lovely thoughts. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Wilfred, Soft and sighing was this work. Lovely Kethry "It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures; but it is the loss that shapes the image, gathers the flowers weaves the garland."- |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
Martie - You know me- so it should not surprise you that -even when I write fiction I write from the heart - It is me - the only way to be from my POV - Thank you so much Butterfiles - Try one - Here's some help - http://www.geocities.com/Vienna/Strasse/9282/sonnet.htm Marge- I love your encouragement - Thank you. Kethry- Thank you |
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