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Sonnet Faith Poems | Faith Poems About Sonnet

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Michael’s Blessed Birthday (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Have a blessed birthday Michael J Today I knelt for you to pray May His guiding light shine on you God’s grace I pray will bring you through May you have strength on your birthday With family this holiday Celebrating with faith like new God’s grace I pray will bring you through As your son returns home today Like a rainbow brightens the day Continue to wear a smile too God’s grace I pray will bring you through Have a blessed birthday Michael J God’s grace I pray will bring you through © Joseph, 11/20/07 © All Rights Reserved Hello Michael, have a blessed birthday and Thanksgiving holiday with your brave son and family. May God bless each of you always and as a family! The Kyrielle Sonnet is a French form from the Middle Ages. It has 14 lines (three rhyming quatrains and a non-rhyming couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain in the last line of each stanza. Each line within the Kyrielle Sonnet has eight syllables. There are times when a French poem links back to the poem’s beginning; therefore, a common practice is to combine the first line of the first quatrain and the refrain in each quatrain as the ending couplet for the poem.


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Mister Nibbles Ameri-Sonnet

<                      amidst grass carpet he plays
                        long ears bushy tail white paws
                        nibbles bulbs munches away
                        poor little thing had some flaws


                         hides hair braided and despaired
                         didn't stop this little guy
                         thought to self this wasn't fair
                         bowed head and started to cry


                         nectar is what he had sought
                         on this hopeful days journey
                         not to be trapped or be caught
                         or carted off on gurney



                         Mister Nibbles came to play
                         In garden's bedding today


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TESTIMONIALS, A SONNET FOR BRIAN


Rustling maples break vows of silence,
naturally. As pleased, spears of hyacinth  
worship breezes with such soft reverence
that we give pause in this living labyrinth. 

Nothing here is still; wood thrush reverb
good news and cicadas buzz testimonials.
Nearby, a creek mumbles, Word-Word
while squirrels glorify their bounty. All

is abuzz with joy, save for the shade
under a weathered cross; it’s emptiness
resurrects veneration. A butterfly wades
the sudden hush, lands on your hand, nests.

My friend, you lift it to wood, sympathizing 
on bent knee, speechlessly evangelizing. 






Loyola House is a Jesuit retreat in Guelph Ontario, where one can take a 
one day vow of silence to reflect, ponder and celebrate our God and his workings.

*Written for Dear Brian, a wonderful poet, painter and friend... who is truly humble.

I do not browse his pages enough... when I do, I am always moved in some way, 
inspired by his voice.

Thank you Brian... you give and have given so much of yourself her on Soup.
All those contests (over 200), motivational and thought evoking blogs,
never once provactive or reactive... I hope one day to mature into
the kind and generous person you are. Pray for me LOL ;) I need them

God bless you and your family... 

If there were ANYONE who should receive a lifetime membership to Soup
AS AN ACHIEVEMENT AWARD, as gratitude for your years of servitude here,
it IS you... 

I am a chatterbox. I spent a day here, struggling with self-containment... but if I
Brian had been there... I suspect that I would have enjoyed a shared, comfortable
silence... HUGS


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A SONNET PRAYER

HALLELUJAH SONNET
Praise be-
             God made me
Praise be-
           Jesus set me free
Praise be-
     Holy Spirit helps me,free-to-be
Praise be-
       with new eyes I see
Praise be-
   a kingdom  child,I,yours,truly
Praise be-
     ever,only,Thee

As in worship,these hands I raise
from this mouth,these words in praise


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Where the Dillies Wend (Pushkin Sonnet)



In pale sunshine as Winter bids farewell
A pretty face appears to spark a smile
Of golden dreams to cast a lighter spell
And thoughts of spring in languid minds compile.
On peaceful mornings, bird song finds its voice
As snow begins to melt as if by choice
It knows it's time is done as Spring is near
When daffodils in bloom restart the year.
The viridian blades in breezes bend
To dance with gilded maids in vernal days
These images of Spring enchanting eyes to gaze.
And dreams now follow where the dillies wend
Where candles flicker with merriment and mirth
To Mother Nature's triumphant rebirth.


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Holy Sonnet 184

How I recall my thralldom as a man!
Base troths with idols, rituals of lust,
Hellish haven, hot blood; too late thou learn'st
Drowning desire and pleasure-profaned ban.

But sin may lead where virtue never can:
I - burning, thirsting, bleeding, dying - thirst
For love. Abandoned I, by mandrake curs't,
My lech'rous limbs cry out t'embrace a lamb.

Dear God! My bed a beam becomes. Blessed
Light, in which tearful floods and baser blood
Are rudely mixt, melded, hammered into good,
Grant unto me eternal love and rest!

Our natures thus cros't, I, like bedded bride,
Delight to sleep here, ever at Thy side.


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Sigh to Slumber Sonnet No 1

Sincere, that magic effigy love sings
Inhales the air from lungs as one I live,
Pure ecstacy that trancelike fashion brings
With reason breathing out is one we give,
I sigh upon the glory of your soul
That seals with mine a closeness without clause
A purpose that devotes it one and whole
Remains within a heartbeat should it pause,
I grieve as constant sentinels conflict
Wherever you shall be, I shall be too-
The distance reconfirms, our hugs constrict
Imagining I'm there just loving you,
I cannot wait until these dreams of mine
Appear in what are yours as most divine.