Jump to content
  • Join Gay Authors

    Join us for free and follow your favorite authors and stories.

    AC Benus
  • Author
  • 242 Words
  • 1,532 Views
  • 6 Comments
Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 

One Hundred and Fifty-Five Sonnets - 37. the sound of me

...more unsettled feelings...

.

Sonnet No. 73

 

Ringing hollow in the deep chest of Love,

My voice should not seem a consumptive thing,

To prove weakness by example thereof,

That my life's breath just hangs on by a string.

But, although the sound of me appears weak,

The bubbling spring from which my words must flow,

Is a torrent of passion, and not meek,

Though it races in me from far below.

If it rings false in your ear, then I fail;

If it moves not your heart, then I die –

For your breath of forgiveness cures my ail

By giving worth to my every sigh.

What more to say, than it is forgiveness

That needs resound by being bottomless.

 

 

Sonnet No. 74

 

Shards of protection like sparklers to scare

Some destructive deer or birds from the field

Have the opposite intent than to ensnare,

And so you forgive, but I don’t feel healed.

It's not for us that time will be lacking,

For a love this great was not simply born

Through the machinations of one living,

And can survive a brief lifetime of scorn.

But in your heart, I know you love me more,

Though in chrysalis you may have bed it,

It aches to stretch its wings in new ardor,

And fly its full now, if you will permit.

Love is a butterfly that must be free;

Reborn, it outlives all catastrophe.

 

 

_

Copyright © 2018 AC Benus; All Rights Reserved.
  • Like 2
  • Love 5
Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 
You are not currently following this author. Be sure to follow to keep up to date with new stories they post.

Recommended Comments

Chapter Comments

Disquiet , uncertainty , distance all cause the pulse to race and heart to drop but the hope/ promise of absolution , change and transformation whisper quietly ,but strongly of healing and rebirth.

  • Like 2
Link to comment

These are both powerful. I feel pain and sadness in 73. Along with frustration in how to make it right.

With 74, there’s guarded hope. Love and history that can’t be denied. Love is constantly changing shape. Resurrecting and reinventing within itself.

  • Like 2
Link to comment

Number 73 speaks of love and forgiveness, twin notions that hold sway in my heart. You write with such eloquence of forgiveness - the week tubercular voice of one sick with guilt or remorse - what a perfect image. And then in 74, you give us no sappy syrupy ending, but what sounds like an alloyed reconciling. There is forgiveness, but also the grey pain of parting. As a pair these leave me quite in awe. 

  • Like 2
Link to comment
On 10/28/2017 at 10:50 AM, deville said:

Disquiet , uncertainty , distance all cause the pulse to race and heart to drop but the hope/ promise of absolution , change and transformation whisper quietly ,but strongly of healing and rebirth.

I once had a Syrian dorm-mate (in college) ask me what I thought was the most beautiful word in English. I told him "absolution." :)

 

Thanks, deville, for a great set of comments. I appreciate it.

  • Love 2
Link to comment
On 10/28/2017 at 11:03 AM, BlindAmbition said:

These are both powerful. I feel pain and sadness in 73. Along with frustration in how to make it right.

With 74, there’s guarded hope. Love and history that can’t be denied. Love is constantly changing shape. Resurrecting and reinventing within itself.

Thank you, JP! I think in a few words you really captured the moods, motivations - hopes and fears - that coursed through me as I wrote these two Sonnets. Thanks again for reading them and for sharing your thoughts with me. :) 

  • Love 1
Link to comment
On 10/28/2017 at 11:50 AM, Parker Owens said:

Number 73 speaks of love and forgiveness, twin notions that hold sway in my heart. You write with such eloquence of forgiveness - the week tubercular voice of one sick with guilt or remorse - what a perfect image. And then in 74, you give us no sappy syrupy ending, but what sounds like an alloyed reconciling. There is forgiveness, but also the grey pain of parting. As a pair these leave me quite in awe. 

Thank you, Parker! Regarding No. 73, I suppose sometimes a person feels very overshadowed/overpowered by the pureness of the emotion of love. I felt me nothing but a tiny voice in the great chest that has so much power to offer.

 

Thanks again for your great comments and support. I appreciate it a great deal.    

  • Like 1
  • Love 1
Link to comment
View Guidelines

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!

Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.

Sign In Now


  • Newsletter

    Sign Up and get an occasional Newsletter.  Fill out your profile with favorite genres and say yes to genre news to get the monthly update for your favorite genres.

    Sign Up
×
×
  • Create New...