My lover's kiss was like a million stars, Across the jaded purple velvet night, And then the starlight falling from his eyes, Reflected on this halo burning bright. His angel, strong and beautiful, was I, Who saved him from himself one fateful night, And left behind with him my tender heart, Along beside a tear at morning light. Passed twenty years, my calling once again, Return me to the depths from whence I came; The needs there of a solitary friend, Upon who's heart I once had staked my claim. Oh, how can I but send to him my love? His angel from the Heavens up above. —Michele Cameron Drew | ||
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7 comments:
A love story written within the lines is as beautiful as ever Michele.
Z
Michele,
Your love poem stirs a yearning for love, or the feelings of being in love..
Beautiful! I hope for you the best!
"along beside a tear.." you need to rework that line. I know real critiques are never encouraged on poetry blogs, but my dear, please, this is not good.
sonet is the name of band in indonesia :)
Thanks to all of you for your lovely comments.
Anonymous(not sure why you feel you can't leave your name): I fail to see a problem with that line. I left my heart along beside a tear in the light of the morning.
What's the problem?
-M
Hi Michel,
I came back here to ask you how you were able to make these sonnets? I tried to make one but I failed in the stress of each syllables. :(
The da-DUM part didn't follow the Shakespearean rhythm, but I nailed the number of syllables and the rhymes.
Z
I'm so sorry, Z... I never did see this comment until today. I'm not sure how it slipped by me. It would have been nice to see what you were working on, perhaps you could email me when you see this comment.
I will be writing the second part of my series on poetic form on how to write a sonnet.
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