Today marks a repost of 5 sonnets I wrote for this gifted young lady. Talented. Capricious. Prone to hope and despair.
I also updated my tag links so that the following will point to most every post relevant to her in one way or another:
Withall, I’ve discovered methods exist
Wherein I may always write my fill,
Yet frustration takes me still.
Posted in Introductions Tagged A Poet's Song (introductions only), A Poet's Song (with introductions), Art, Courage, Education, Faith, Haiku, Insight, Life, Muse, Poem, Poetry, True, Writers Resources, Writing
Some one asked me once
For something: Modern language,
With modern subjects.
You know who you are!
This one is new as they come,
I would have to say.
Posted in Introductions Tagged Adventure, Atlas and Astronauts (introductions only), Atlas and Astronauts (with introductions), Education, FTL, language, Linguistics, Natural, Science, Social Sciences, Sonnet Technique, Space
I expected five. But for some unknown reason, four came before three, shortly after two. And that told the whole story. As well as five could. Reading them over, I sometimes see a fifth there, and sometimes I don’t.
Posted in Introductions Tagged Art, Arts, Beauty, Courage, Education, Faith, Frankfurt School, God, Haiku, Honor, Hope, Muse, Mystery, New York City, Poem, Poetry, Reading, Reading Instruction, Retribution, Sequence, The Rape of the Masters (introductions only), The Rape of the Masters (with introductions), Ugly, Writing
It May Not Be So
But then, from whence does it come?
Where, if not from this?
Posted in Introductions Tagged Conquest, Dance, Education, Fairytale, Friendship, Haiku, Happiness, Hope, Lady, Life, Loneliness, Longing, Loss, Love, Mimo and Maria (introductions only), Mimo and Maria (with introductions), Modal, Mode, Muse, Music, Phyrygian, Poem, Poetry, Portuguese, Romance, Sequence, Sonata, Spanish, Spirit
When Giving’s chosen gift is Anger’s shout;
To Nothings’s take, you feel to Giving’s out;
Yet joying now, as when you Wish’s bring;
Then Whening’s company you’ve but to sing.
When Nexting’s Subtletly’s Regarding’s speak;
When onceing Knowingly’s regards thy shout;
When Simple’s gifted thee Regarding’s sing;
Then Nothing’s wish is merely Granted’s doubt.
I sang to Weak’s regard, of Strength’s remain;
And Knowing’s doubt for Knowingly’s disdain;
I doubted Granted’s wish for Nothing’s weak;
And shout this truth away to Loveing’s spring.
I’d Rather’s Song’s Regarding’s Empty’s hall;
Than, Taking’s song to Full’s no time at all.
To myself, of course,
to the Pirate.
This sonnet is part of a short sequence; click here to read it all:
Posted in Sonnets Tagged Art, Cheer and Support, Doubt, Education, Form, God, Knowingly, Literature, Love, Notes to an earlier self, Notes to Myself, Notes to Myself (with introductions), Parts of Speech, Philanthropy, Poetry, Puzzle, Relationships, Riddle, Satan, Sonnet, Whimsy, Wish Fulfillment