Sonnet VI: How do I Touch Thee

To thou, but when I see thee standing there;
My feelings, would I wish thee, hear me shout;
But when the fortunes of my heart despair,
May I thee touch, when can I not reach out?

So many times with thee my tongue were still,
And lay so quietly within its doubt;
Yet words would circle ’round my soul until
Thee sonnets write, when can I not reach out.

Yet words may leave my soul and heart as well;
And leave my hands as mute, my pen without;
How, soul and thought and heart, may I thee tell?
I play for thee when can I not reach out.

For, all my days I worship thee throughout;
In many ways, do I to thee reach out.

This sonnet is part of a short sequence; click here to read it all:

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9 responses to “Sonnet VI: How do I Touch Thee

    • Thank you I have, of late, discovered I greatly enjoy writing sonnets containing repeated figures. Perhaps this is because I play as well as write? Or because I am a mathematician?

      Do you have a wordpress blog as well as your lovely photo site? In your gravatar, I only found your self hosted site.

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    • I thought as much, for it looked like wordpress; however it has no “follow,” so it cannot be sent to the reader. (There fore no “follow” by your name when you “like” a post) From this I surmised that you either have a WP.org site. Or a migrated WP.com site, (although therein, you should be able to turn on the “follow” capability.) I have no experience, as of yet, with WP.org, on the other hand, so I am not quite sure about that.

      I may, at some point, go to self-hosting, myself, because I would enjoy direct access to all the php code. This would be wonderful, because control and access to the SQL/MySQL database backend would allow for a number of features which, to WP.com hosted sites are simply not possible.

      I usually make mention of WP site disparity, however because I try to make sure everyone understands how powerful a tool it is to have the “click/follow” access after their name when the “like” a post.

      I make it a point to visit all sites I follow, and when I see that the average user might have some difficulty finding their site, I do like to mention it. Although, in the case of your site, It was mostly curiosity, because I see that at least, your gravatar has a link to your site, as does your name when you click “like.”

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    • And I very much appreciate your comments!!

      Even though, quite apart from my own enjoyment–which is considerable as well–I write these sonnets–these fourteen line chain-guns, these five footed beasts–mostly out of love for my dear girl, I have found your comments–and some others–a source of inspiration and encouragement.

      This was something I did not expect; because in truth, followers were also something I did not expect. I posted my sonnets on a public forum simply to make my commitment to write one every day seem more real and tangible to me. I feel rather a lone anachronism in a sea of freeverse; as such, I find myself quite surprised when people “like” or follow; although we all seem to do that for one another on wordpress regardless of the content, about which I have written extensively on one of my coblogs; and which I find quite charming.

      I felt confident originally, because, as I have also written, I do not suffer from writer’s block, or stage fright, for that matter–it is a peculiarity of my neuro-atypical brain, perhaps. But still, it has been a challenge. And naturally more than I thought it would be–although… I am old enough to have predicted this and expected to discover this from the outset. So I am, perhaps, less ruffled by it than might be some people. I would not, I think, have been able to do this in my 20ies, particularly as now, having other work, other projects, other hobbies, not to mention less energy.

      I’ve written whole sequences, numbering to ten or so, because of promptings or discussions with other bloggers. YePirate was responsible for my sensuality series–which is ongoing, and which I would not have written except for a question he posed to me very early on. Very enjoyable to write, although not as often commented upon–particularly the male series, (because both are from my own point of view, making the male series a bit dicey, or touchy, or… well… if one knows a bit of history, not such a big todo, really, but… well…)

      Ummm…. what was I talking about? I think I have rambled and wandered quite enough for now!

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  2. This sonnet is quite beautiful, love. In a sea of beauty it is uniquely special because of it’s subject. I appreciate your thoughts on it both in this piece and in our conversations. I believe it is struggle that most who feel deeply will be able to sympathize with.

    I very much enjoyed the form of this piece with its repeated fragments at the end of each quatrain.

    And…I enjoyed reading your comments on writing! You’re still interesting, my dear, these hundred and fifty years on….

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