(sonnet attempt # XXII)
XXII
I was alive before you came and yet,
I'd die if I had to bid you adieu.
How strange and contradictory, say you?
And yet it seems so true. Before we met
I did not know what life could mean; you let
Me see a diff'rent world. If you withdrew,
So colourless and lifeless it'd ensue.....
My life would be then but a silhouette.
You say no one is worth such honour, eh?
...But God. And there you're right. But yet I plead.
Effect for good or ill we all display;
Nor to ourselves alone does this proceed:
To others ev'ry day we thus hold sway
To make or break....and you make mine, you see!
17Jan11
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Author:
Chic George (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 19th, 2011 00:01
- Comment from author about the poem: Talking to a dear friend, reflecting on how empty life suddenly was when she was briefly lost to us 1.5 years ago, I began to compose....while that thought initiated it, the rest grew out of considering what significance dear ones mean to our lives..... Oh, and here's the killer....she's a bird!
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Comments4
The poem speaks of your love for your dear ones.It may be a little bird or a great man or a woman,I believe you are a kind and noble soul
yours lovingly,
JVL
But aren't they feelings everyone feels? Thanks for your kind comment!
It's absolutely beautiful! Very well and maturely written, I'm completely in love with it!
Thank you VERY much...I appreciate your feedback and am really glad you liked it! Thanks for the high mark too!
Sonnet par excellence!
Thank you very much!!!
Love sweetly woven in beautiful presentation
Thank you very much...I like how you poetically described it!
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