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Metaphor Sonnet Poems | Metaphor Poems About Sonnet

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''Love, love, love, what is love'': a condensed sonnet

Love, love, love, what is love?
Love soars and fears no height;
love is joy and feels right;
love's god-like, from above.
Love softens the stone heart
and pierces the dark night;
it releases Christ's light
and stays, to ne'er depart.
Love loves you at all cost
and gives eternal life;
love saves those dead and lost
and kills Death with God's Knife!
     Love's God's divine, free grace,
     his love for the human race.

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An omnipotent'd been ideated by militant clan,
Aeons tell how it put them through a social pace.
To set up abode or to relate races with astute plan,
God had its genesis;women-men needed it to seek solace.

As fact a woman conceives, is manifest
Man couldn't conceive of anything but God for law and lex.
Dyed-in-the-wool,they kept bending head for mending mind lest
They vex orders of war, worship and women for sex.

But missile killed gravid woman with faded hue,
Her baby survived in placenta of its mom of Gaza:
A whole race, policies, religion; yet nothing to rue,
As if all were busy computing to bring future bonanza.

No more sacred are our Temple and Church or Mosque and tomb.
Truth says:fetus Jesus'd been bestowed on Mary's womb!

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Sonnet Without An Audience

You dislike poetry 
because you think 
you do not speak it, 
never listening, 
because you cannot see it down in ink. 
You’ve not heard your honeyed words glistening, 
but I have heard you
speak in meter sweet 
and metaphor and simile sublime. 
To walk in verse, 
you needn’t count your feet, 
nor is it necessary all lines rhyme. 
You disown your words 
and deny your tongue 
to say you have no interest in verse,
 ignorant of the images you’ve sung 
and of your own soul’s music 
(which is worse). 
Poetry’s no academic notion; 
its function is to express emotion.

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Sonnet, Again

Use the sonnet form as you please.  Treat her
Like a queen or like a whore.  Give her what
She craves.  She will with grace so softly guide
Each word written through her body.  She will
Let you leave your seed between her lines, so 
Let her crave the ink of your pen upon
Her face, your mastery of written word
Displayed.  Be not afraid of what she will 
Cause you to say in your sleep.  Though she induces 
Nightmares and cold night sweats, you will
Always, desperately return to her.
The coaxing of her rhythmic heartbeat
Mid-coitus in iambic pentameter
Her loins dripping in satisfied quivers.