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 Mar 2018
Angie S
i want to say in simple terms
the full extent of my love for you--
the sun could not compete in its burn,
the bird's morning song could not be more true;
the cicada's crow falls short in fervor
and the moon's light cannot be as gentle.
this heart remains stubborn and will not waver
for of you it has its complete fill.
though, perhaps, the sun's light shines more close
and the bird's free flight is nearer
than i, who hovers like a ghost;
how silly it is that i consider you dearest...
in simple terms, i love you honest,
though all i can do is pine and write sonnets.
instead of paying attention in sociology today, i wrote a shakespearean sonnet. forgive my excessive use of slant rhyme.

the other day, someone asked me about you. i wasn't sure what to say so i stumbled on my words. this is just to make it up to you, or to me, or to that person
 Mar 2018
Kelly Rose
Making me believe I was unworthy
This was the most unkindest cut of all
Wanting to please, I gladly take the fall
Shamed to the core, I feel deeply *****
Seeking self-acceptance, I take love’s journey
I cling to the shadows, feeling most appalled
Making me believe I was unworthy
This was the most unkindest cut of all
Can I forgive and show myself mercy?
And not hit my head against the hard wall?
I long for the light, still I feel *****
Making me believe I was unworthy
This was the most unkindest cut of all

Kelly Rose
© March 1, 2018
This was a challenge to take a quote from Shakespeare and write a poem either incorporating it within the poem or just writing what the quote inspires.  Please feel free to take the challenge
 Feb 2018
Elizabeth Squires
she wove a picture of glory with her hand
each thread showing the colours of nature
to behold its fine attributes was grand
all of the features making for rapture
her vista truly astounding to sight
blue of sky stretching over the terrain
pristine snows covering mountains of height
red soils spanning across the open plain
so splendidly embroidered our globe
with hues of green in the vegetation
floral shades deftly sewn through a robe
the wondrous exhibit of prime creation  
our planet possesses remarkable tints
she is an asset of such divine glints
Like as raindrops plummet from yonder shore,
So hastily dashed him at love's behest,
Swifter than a hunted wild roving Deer,
With impatience like a raging tempest;
And by the most lustrous yet rare plectrum,
Heavenly tunes at his heart strings didst pluck,
That he beamed with colors of the spectrum,
Brighter than golden specks of the zodiac;
For her honeycomb, the taste of nectar
Distilled from all the flowers of heaven;
Hence swooned as the sea over light of star,
For love had casted her novelty boon.
   "O what on earth so joyous than one's face
   Whilst in arms of a lover's warm embrace?"


**©Kikodinho Edward Alexandros.
Jumeirah, Dubai. 5th.Feb.2018.
#Decasyllabic
#Attempt at a Shakespearean Sonnet.
Not snowy seraphs of heaven above
Nor lustrous gems by heaven's stonking wall,
Shall outshine the eternal mark of love
Thou blazoned upon the skin of my soul.
Though midst my wake and dreaming hours I know,
Heaven's meanest pier is of burnished gold,
And celestial shores chatoyant than snow,
But all not as bright as the mark I hold.
For when fickle time in layers of life
Shalt shroud me, and away I must then run
To meet the judge of souls, lest lasting grief
Were my soul's fate, I mean to burn and burn,
   The fragrance of thy love could still linger
   Freshly upon my soul's fading ember.


#Decasyllabic
#Iambic pentameter
#Quatrains
#Couplet
#Shakespearean sonnet
  

Kikodinho Edward Alexandros,
Jumeirah, Dubai, 14th.Jan.2018.
After reading what is arguably the loveliest poem ever written by man, Sonnet 116 "Let Me Not To The Marriage Of True Minds" by the ancient wise, The Bard Of Avon, William Shakespeare, from such naked truth to transcend in perpetuum, there I drew the inspiration to pen one nighly akin unto his that depicts how far love canst travel hence the sonnet above.

Secondly, long hast I penned poetry unto friends, unto many others, but none unto my parents not until I penned two unto my father not so many moons ago after his death. Verily, it doth hurt knowing I canst never recite him one though from the two I penned, I'll have one engraved upon his sepulchre upon going home.

So, now that I did such a great mistake I canst never forgive of my self, the Sonnet above is wholeheartedly dedicated to the lady who gave birth to me 25 years ago. Honestly, this lady I'm proud to call MOTHER hath been a PHENOMENAL WOMAN unto me in a myriad of ways mere WORDS CAN'T DEPICT...so, upon going home I'll have this sonnet with a snap of her and me inscribed...and I'll have it well recited unto her in my local language, something I'm working upon as I've never penned one in my mother tongue, but I dost pray unto He who dwelleth atop effulgent yonder stars to render me ethereal wisdom such that I may capture the images as depicted for her to fully know how much I truly LOVE Her.

Lastly, if thou hast someone whom thou dost revere that way, the Sonnet above sails thy way as well.

Thank ye for reading, dear friends. God bless ye.
And how could I ever pen a sonnet?
So cried a lad's voice tinged in despair
At his mother who smiled in a Bonnet.
Dear child, 'tis as easy as flys birds of air:
First, always think about the poem's theme,
And let it echoe throughout three qautrains,
Like as a sweet dream in thy mind doth chime.
Always write freely as falls Summer rains,
Each line in iambic pentameter,
Ressolve the poem's theme by the couplet,
A tough but easy rule thou must remember,
For that pays off thou must never forget.
   Now go pick up thy quill, poetry ink,
   Let thy hand in a Well of sonnets sink.


#Decasyllabic
#Shakespearean sonnet
#Hints of penning a Shakespearean sonnet.


*Kikodinho Edward Alexandros,
Jumeirah, Dubai, 1st Jan 2018.
Dedicated to so dear a friend—"Kim Johanna Baker."
Dear Kim, though well I know thou art aware of the rules of a shakespearean sonnet, just wanted to add some infinitesmal ash of garnish... for after much pondering, i thought myriads of Bards who dwell  'neath clouds of curiosity on penning a Shakespearean Sonnet might find it a gem.
Thank thee for reading! Hope thou hast enjoyed such a gift from a lowly Bard. Please allow me take use of this golden happenstance to once again wish thee a blissful new year pervaded with timeless joy none canst ever destroy. And hey, just cant wait feasting about a sonnet penned by thee.
Once at a halcyon sea thee dare glance,
And you'll see her smiling vivaciously
To render eyes of thine into a trance
By lullabies crooned rhythmically.
And if thee dare saunter by the shoreline
Upon a shingly beach in a brisk breeze,
Kissed by glassy waves you'll feel so fine,
For in mist of joy shalt thy worries freeze;
Yet if thee stroll by a fine golden day
With heaven's eye fairly raining her light,
It'll betoken joy to forever stay
Like of a bird upon her maiden flight.

In sweet delight it'll thus dawn upon thee,
For nothing smiles than a halcyon sea.



#Decasyllabic
#Attempt at a Shakespearean sonnet

**Kikodinho Edward Alexandros. 7th.Dec.2017. Jumeirah, Dubai.
On feasting about a murmuring limpid sea that was a vast brilliant blue mill-pond whilst at Atlantis Hotel in Dubai by the terrace yesteryear on a golden May day, upon the back of my palm there I jotted a faint line "Whispers Of A Halcyon Sea"... Faint, for I really didn't know what to write next but since yon day, fires of my muse about the sea errupted...'Tis once on a fine sweltering day when I decided to visit the edge where waves kiss the shore...Fact that I know not how to swim, I remembered some indelible words of sheer wisdom: "TILL TO SWIM YOU ARE ABLE, SIT CLOSE TO THE TABLE...Loll" by the ancient sage, LEWIS CAROLL".... hence there by the table, that's when I knew what to write. Lest thou art a sea lover, hope thou hast enjoyed my musing about the sea. Thanks for reading. God bless ye, dear friends.
 Nov 2017
Elizabeth Squires
such charming colour every bloom*
richly decorating the room
a Grecian vase held an array
spring's loveliest hues did display

the eye captured by flowers
profuse each ones gorgeous powers
of orange and white highlighting shay
with olive green leaf midst the lay

portraying an artistic glory
petals of impressionist's story
the painter scented beauty at play
applying the tones of May

such charming colour every bloom
*on applying the tones of May
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