Sonnet to You, My Love

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Sonnet to You, My Love


Memories littered upon our bed.
Pictured Kodak moments on the wall.
Our photographs color all we said
Leaving pastel monuments recall
Of a bride, a groom, our song erased
By death's ashes scattered in our room.
Haunted desire, never effaced,
I outlive your world in dullest gloom.
My living memories spurn the wind
Racing, pacing and pasting a new
Haunting in my eyes:  I cannot find
The shadow left of love - I once knew.
Am I to desire - forever doomed
And damned by death - my lover's lost tune?

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knight4696 commented on Sonnet to You, My Love

04-26-2010

Sally - This is a very sad write. Life can be hard when one must survive the death of a loved one. It is one of the most difficult things we must endure. You certainly have captured that in this piece. Nice work again my friend. Ken

ginga commented on Sonnet to You, My Love

04-24-2010

wheel, A profound verse which questions what the survivor feels after mourning starts to pass and life still has to be lived. Haunting and poignant. ginga

wheelsal

04/25/2010

As one of the best on here, you honor me with your comments.

nhorlandi commented on Sonnet to You, My Love

04-18-2010

A brilliant sonnet form, strong lines coupled with perfect rhyme.

wheelsal

04/18/2010

Thank you for reading.

devaamido commented on Sonnet to You, My Love

03-21-2010

This is indeed a touching & brilliant write, about the catastrophic sudden onset of unbearable visceral emptiness that occurs with the loss one's lifelong companion & soil mate. An excellent tribute to his passing.

wheelsal

03/22/2010

Thank you. Sally

WordSlinger commented on Sonnet to You, My Love

03-21-2010

This very touching, as I walk the halls of this great poemty WS

wheelsal

03/21/2010

Thank you. Sally

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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