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rima fragmenta, Fragments of a Rift: Fifty Sonnets for Kevin - 4. for others to judge

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Sonnet No. 7

 

Icarus had wings made by his father,

The power of which to him were unknown,

Yet he spread them without too much bother,

Knowing the life he risked was but his own.

Lying next to you reminds me of how

Our spirits may be borrowed devices,

Granted in freedom, but which can allow

Soaring vantage over grounding crisis.

So, like the boy from his prison-escape,

I unfold my gift when I am with you,

And though I glide near the warmth of your shape,

I don’t fear you melting me through and through.

For when our souls find room to stretch and fly,

Even stars must melt in a lover’s sigh.

 

 

Sonnet No. 8

 

In Love’s embrace, time’s measured in heartbeats –

A dance like Figaro’s tune called by Fate,

Or the Grecian Urn’s perfection by Keats –

The eternal in the now incarnate.

So, what of us will be worthy to last

Through the years of uncertainty and change,

If not a chance to connect with the past

As a living spark where love’s the exchange.

How others will judge and view my feelings

Is a power that their brains will decide –

But it’s from the heart I seek the stealings

Which let us live again and Death deride.

When joined, it’s we who name the final song,

The one where life is short but art is long.

 

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Hey, I'm the early bird with comments it seems🙂

What a sentence, what a rhythm.....

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How others will judge and view my feelings

 

Is a power that their brains will decide –

 

But it’s from the heart I seek the stealings

 

Which let us live again and Death deride."

 

Again outstanding, again magical...a poetry lover's delight

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Sonnet 7 sings to me in phrases beautifully turned. This one is a masterpiece, and it surely melted my heart. Sonnet 8 had me wanting to listen to Figaro, and read Keats, but more important is that both of these sonnets are as timeless as light traveling across the universe. They can conjure your image and heart now and ever.

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3 hours ago, Georgie DHainaut said:

Hey, I'm the early bird with comments it seems🙂

What a sentence, what a rhythm.....

 

"How others will judge and view my feelings

Is a power that their brains will decide –

But it’s from the heart I seek the stealings

Which let us live again and Death deride."

 

Again outstanding, again magical...a poetry lover's delight

Early birds get the worm, they say! Thank you, @Georgie DHainaut. Needless to say, these are personal poems to me, so feedback is important. Thanks you for all of your warm support. It means a great deal to me

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8 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

Sonnet 7 sings to me in phrases beautifully turned. This one is a masterpiece, and it surely melted my heart. Sonnet 8 had me wanting to listen to Figaro, and read Keats, but more important is that both of these sonnets are as timeless as light traveling across the universe. They can conjure your image and heart now and ever.

Thank you, @Parker Owens! If I can carry some of what I feel into the future, my efforts will have been worth the pain and struggle 

 

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