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My Twentieth Year - 17. proof

Poem No. 36

 

Sonnet:

 

The world calmly shouts what it has, and always will –

a question pleaded since the first wave of God's hand

with a fearlessness that's been called anything but bland –

time has not removed it; the question is posed still.

In the future people like me will get their fill? –

Doubt will come to the next, and be as sure as sand;

believe me, I see only pain from where I stand,

where so many others felt their hearts break and spill.

The question simply put: what is beauty; what is love;

Can beauty be in everything, say perhaps a foot?

Can love be in everyone, in their personal check?

The answer's seen by people who know what is above –

a joyous work of longing whose seed has taken root –

the world sings it's an unfulfilled emotional wreck.

 

 

Postlude:

 

What is it in the face of man

that proves he's more than simple sand?

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Your sonnet puts the cloak of love over what others may put the cloak of knowledge.

 

From the postlude, and in reference to the sonnet's first line, it could be the mark of Cain.

 

AC! This is breaking my head. Please tell me you had a simpler idea in mind as you penned this.

 

It is beautiful.

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This is a deeply complex poem for me. Can there be beauty in an objective, external sense, or is beauty in the eye (or foot) of the beholder? The pain and bitterness you penned - are these also objective or not? Is one man's pain another's justice or logical conclusion? Your postlude invites us to speculate, knowing that we are more than simple sand, but unable to know why. And there, indeed is the heartbreak to this excellent addition to your Twentieth Year.

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On 05/11/2016 12:38 AM, skinnydragon said:

Your sonnet puts the cloak of love over what others may put the cloak of knowledge.

 

From the postlude, and in reference to the sonnet's first line, it could be the mark of Cain.

 

AC! This is breaking my head. Please tell me you had a simpler idea in mind as you penned this.

 

It is beautiful.

Thank you, skinny. This is a complex and difficult review to answer. I'm not in the business of telling folks how to read my work, and would hate myself if I did.

 

However, you ask a direct question, so I can say unequivocally: no.

 

And thank you for the 'beautiful' comment; that's the one I live for. :)

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On 05/11/2016 02:03 AM, Parker Owens said:

This is a deeply complex poem for me. Can there be beauty in an objective, external sense, or is beauty in the eye (or foot) of the beholder? The pain and bitterness you penned - are these also objective or not? Is one man's pain another's justice or logical conclusion? Your postlude invites us to speculate, knowing that we are more than simple sand, but unable to know why. And there, indeed is the heartbreak to this excellent addition to your Twentieth Year.

Oh, Parker, you let me see a poem you are working on that was inspired by the thoughts here, but done hours later. That's such a fine compliment – that this poem stuck with you and inspired you to new themes.

 

The foot reference is probably one I'd avoid making nowadays, but I did not edit it out. It's what I wrote all those years ago, so it 'stands' where it belongs ;)

 

I love this review. I cannot even tell you how much…. Thank you.

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