Falling in Love Again
This originally intended to express the joy, dismay and relief of the sunny Spring-like day, but beginning with ecstatic joy and listing the various pleasures, that never happened. Maybe another sonnet? Ah, but it is a lovely day!
(sonnet # DLII)
Ah precious blessing of blue sunny skies,
Favon'us charms and Spring! For twitt'rings near
And far; for hints of sprouting green; for dear
Mild Zephyrs' teasing gently, softest sighs
Hushed rushing deeply through the firs, while cries
Just pierce the subtle liveliness' sweet cheer:
The hawk complaining, Blue Jay's call; for mere
Reflecting azure's touch t'enthrall, heart flies.
I did not know how much I missed thee 'til
Renewing Life's first whispers kissed my face.
Asleep, as in a dream I walked on still
In Death's debris until thy 'loved embrace
Drew nigh, enfolding with Love's wak'ning thrill;
Thy gracious overtures fill me with grace.
18Feb12
D108a
so beautiful and full of life. Lovely expressiona nd honest feelings displayed in each line. tfs
Another Beautiful example of an olde English sonnet; you have whetted my appetite to this form and I am planning a new interesting series which I hope to share in the next week or so, your skills young missy are urging me on..... In the quest for Male Poet domination LOL. Love your work Jenny. Kind regards, Philip
Love the sunny blue skies, sprouting green... so much life and excitement depicted here with your fine words.
like rays of sunshine, your light burts through!
the spring .what fun ,a pleasure to read
A sweet breath of Springtime air. perhaps that confounded groundhog had it wrong.
the magic of Spring is an integral part of poetry and celebrating it with as long a history as poetry has and you've captured that joy, the delights so magically, Jenny...