Jul 2018
Fair rose, now that thou art picked in the prime
Of thy breathtaking splendour to go bloom
By strands of pearl of very far a clime,
Upon roads of life I deserve no room
But as the wind bids adieu unto hills,
The lonely woods, the indignant still cloud,
The silent vales, the gently rolling rills,
As such, I must vade to another world;
But hark! Fair star, though snowy angels fair
In countless numbers bedeck heaven's shore,
Eternal flames of brightest love so rare
By my soul shalt blaze for thee evermore.
So, until then when we shall meet again,
My love for thee as fresh as summer rain.
© Kikodinho Edward Alexandros, Kampala, Uganda. 13th.July.2018.
#attempt at a Shakespearean sonnet
#decasyllabic
#iambic pentameter
Of thy breathtaking splendour to go bloom
By strands of pearl of very far a clime,
Upon roads of life I deserve no room
But as the wind bids adieu unto hills,
The lonely woods, the indignant still cloud,
The silent vales, the gently rolling rills,
As such, I must vade to another world;
But hark! Fair star, though snowy angels fair
In countless numbers bedeck heaven's shore,
Eternal flames of brightest love so rare
By my soul shalt blaze for thee evermore.
So, until then when we shall meet again,
My love for thee as fresh as summer rain.
© Kikodinho Edward Alexandros, Kampala, Uganda. 13th.July.2018.
#attempt at a Shakespearean sonnet
#decasyllabic
#iambic pentameter
Written when news sprinkled unto mine ear that she who kindled my soul with eternal flames of love though upon shores she now dwelleth I canst not tell is to walk down the isle in a jiffy.
