Thine eyes, the chiselled facets of a gem
And love is but a word tinged ‘pon thy lips
So shy beneath the brazen red, condemned
To lovelorn moons, now lurid and eclipsed
Thy crownéd eyes portray winter defrosted
And Neptune breathes his saturnine waves there
Dew crested lashes fade as taint didst cross
O’er rivers bled sweeter than compare
Thine eyes, pedestals on which angels dance
A shroud ne’er less elegant than autumn
A jewel more radiant than stars entranced
Their coronets of light, proud yet sullen
Thine ebbing brine, bequeathed and drawn so near
As thy trembling fingers doth touch and sear.
Author notes
Written February 16th, 2005
Virulent Malice
A contest entry
- Calling the Poets of the Deep... Again by Scindr.
350 points, ended March 4, 2005, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Portals to the soul by AngelEyes13.
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Oh wow! This is wonderful! I don't think I could find words to describe it! Just...WOW. Thank you soo much for entering my contest.
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This was beautifully written.
"To lovelorn moons, now lurid and eclipsed
Thy crownéd eyes portray winter defrosted"
Just beautiful. I am a nut for sonnets and this one was just beautiful beyond compare. I only wish I could write with this passion and depth of feeling and emotion. Well done poet.
I especially loved your descriptions. Just so clear and powerful. The words you used were simply perfect. Thank you for the inspiration you have created here... and good luck in the contest. -
Very nicely done. I liked the whole Shakespearean feel of this. It worked so well. Most definitely keep penning.
~ John
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Wow! What to say? I found everything about this poem to be amazing. The imagery is absolutely superb and the flow is lovely.
I don't know much of anything technical, but this is a sonnet is it not?
They sound beautiful.
Awesome write.
Peace.
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