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Lover's Quest (Sonnet)
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Lover's Quest (Sonnet) |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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Slave not thy toils in strain the raging heart nor bring to fear the torch born flame most high. For when the hands of banded then doth part alone their ride shall wander darkened sky. Sweet wine the lips shall kiss the waiting blush and bring to seize thy hand most soft and white Till streaks do cross on tears born in their rush and carpets dance upon a clover’s lie. If not the waters rage bring thee to me my cry in thrice shall fall untended there and lie most still the cold and darkened sea before the winds do dance thy flaxen hair. For thee art born of waters silent crest and now in wait a final lover’s quest. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
 a style I could never even attemptwonderfully done! |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Beyond me my friend, if I can't just say, then I can't say... wonderful write...wish I was capable...much-o glad you are though, and that I was here to read it. jimmy |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
For thee art born of waters silent crest and now in wait a final lover’s quest. =========================== Sonnets make me giddy....pure cadence... I love reading these gems aloud... such lovely phrasing here Barry. Kudos for taking this form on...tis not easy...my muse runs screaming from me when ever I read the "rules"  |
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