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Sonnet VII: (14 lines by clause)

Posted by David Emeron on

If I did not describe my heart:
How it yearns for you;
How it quickens at every sight of you,
Every instant when I first hear your voice;

If I did not write: of how it races when you come near;
That it has skipped when you have touched me;
That it pounds with the expectation of your touch,
Every beat so hard that it shakes my body enough for you to see;

If I chose to keep the secret: of its quiet rhythm in the morning when I wake;
How long I have lain, quietly amazed as our hearts beat in perfect synchrony;
That I wondered how many minutes would pass before their rhythms diverged;
Every word withheld as I lay down my pen and lock it away with its barren white sheets;

If I swore not to describe my heart,
Would it stop beating forever?

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

Part 7: (14 lines by clause)

Posted by David Emeron on

Here you will find the words themselves, presented in freeverse as simply and compactly as possible.  The order of the words is not changed; there is nothing added or removed, but punctuated in order to make it easier to follow the words–something just short of prose, perhaps.   And although the  line lengths appear problematic, it so happens that there are 14 of these lines.

I should state that the words were originally written this way, although you might have suspected that the original form was presented in part 5.  In any case, the words are easily understood now.

Just read the words.  Think about what they mean; perhaps in answer to the original prompt:

Sonnet VI: (natural breaks)

Posted by David Emeron on

If I did not describe my heart
how it yearns for you
how it quickens at every sight of you
every instant when I first hear your voice

if I did not write of
how it races when you come near
that it has skipped when you have touched me
that it pounds with the expectation of your touch
every beat so hard
that it shakes my body enough for you to see

if I chose to keep the secret
of its quiet rhythm in the morning when I wake
how long I have lain quietly amazed
as our hearts beat in perfect synchrony
that I wondered how many minutes would pass
before their rhythms diverged
every word withheld as I lay down my pen
and lock it away with its barren white sheets

if I swore
not to describe my heart
would it stop beating forever?

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

Sonnet V: (free form)

Posted by David Emeron on

if i did not

describe my heart
how it yearns for you
how it quickens
at every sight of you
every instant
when i first
hear your voice

if i did not

write of how it races when you come near that it has

skipped when you have touched me
that it Pounds
with the Ex-
-pecTation
of your Touch
every Beat
so Hard
that it Shakes
my Body
eNough
for You
to See

if i chose

to keep the secret
of its quiet
rhythm
in the morning
when i wake
how long
i have lain
quietly
amazed
as our hearts
beat
in perfect
synchrony
that
i wondered
how many
minutes
would pass
before
their rhythms
diverged

every word withheld
as i lay down my pen
and lock it away
with its barren white sheets

if i swore

not to describe
my heart
would it
stop beating
forever

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