I think I may feel
a string of Canopian
sonnets coming on;
or not…
Category Archives: Sonnets with Introductions
Sonnet IV: The Wraith who Danced
I close mine eyes–tight, to thee reprise–
Where vision’s current, swift; thy vision swept…
Away to take–fearing so to wake–
And quell thy current’s vision, tender slept:
For Love, I chance–came to thee, thy dance–
To beauty’s gracing thrill, my thrill to weep.
Thou leapt to fall–held me fast, thy thrall–
So lovely flight to last my thrilling sleep.
Too sweet thou shone–beguile unbeknown–
So dreamt I, never wake, thou wouldst mee tempt;
For sweet thou shine–gaspingly divine–
As moved me all to dream wherein I dreamt.
For, Love, I die… than–to vision’s eye–
Unlid thy current’s dream; my thrill, condemnt.
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Intro 4: What Answer
What will she, my love,
But say, when once she answereth
These words of mine?
Sonnet III: Tears and Tears
At times, I cry… when remember I…
Such moments long ago, alone with thee,
When wouldst thou sing–weep, remembering–
Such times as when at first thou sang’st to mee.
And sweet thy song… delicate but strong…
That calmed such tears, as sweet thy notes would sing;
So quiet true–calming these anew–
Such tears as next to mee thy song might bring.
Thou knew’st not why… often would I cry…
Though lovingly wouldst soothe thou mee to sleep.
For when of thee–sadly did foresee–
Such lonely secrets once I sought to keep.
So cry to thee… fearing quietly…
That ripped I’d be, from thee away, and weep.
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Intro 3: So Lost
I so remember
How I knew I would miss you
Before we were lost.
Sonnet II: Long Foretold
But once, I watched thee once, from far away,
In hopes, imagined once, to earn thy rest,
While daring not to dare this sweet display
Were all for mee–that dare I be so blest–
That bid thou might, and bid me soon, this day,
Thy song, to comfort bid, thou once professed.
To hour, and blesséd hour, to lay in sleep,
But soft, in soft congeniality;
To fade, this dolour fadeth by the hour;
And touch, so light thy touch, upon mee keep.
So round, thy lighted circle, ’round us be
Reborn, so safe reborn, within thy bower.
And would I hold thee safe, and would thee well;
As children, long ago, would long foretell.
- I answer she,
who hath for me
this place forever kept.
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Intro 2: My Dearest Love doth Answer Mee
To you I seem to sleep
But to me I am but resting as I await your slightest desire
That I might do you ease.
That you might call my name and bid me sing to you
To wile the long hours
In soft congeniality
And await the passing of all pain and dolour.
That we
Touching fingertip to fingertip
Might light a magic circle around us
And snug within it’s safe enclosure
Will finally sleep secure from all fear
Just as we did as children.
- So doth My Sweetheart
answer me…
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