Frederic Parker Poet Sonnet

Evoking Pathos

I find no solace living in the past
Nor want to dwell for their companion's need
As most will drift away until the last
Except for those I want I'll intercede
Chronicles have chosen a path to guide
And not to place a shrine on passing ground
Nor shine a lamp on failures rarefied
But give form and substance to wisdom found
I need my back to always face the east
So my searching eyes can find the fullest day
Memory filled pages I read the least
They're only there to explain not to sway

  To hold a painful moment ever close
  To never free the past evokes pathos


5/12/17

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Connie Marcum Wong August 7, 2017 at 11:45 AM Dwelling in the present is healthy for the heart Frederic...beautifully written! Congratulations on your well deserved First placement! : )

Agnes Krampe August 7, 2017 at 9:53 AM Coming back with congrats on your win, Frederic. Glad to read this one again.

Joseph Soper August 6, 2017 at 9:34 PM Niceley written and congrats on the well deserved win...

Winged Warrior August 6, 2017 at 3:27 PM Congrats!!! my friend...nicely penned...god bless...^WW^

John Hamilton August 6, 2017 at 3:20 PM Beautiful rhymes, especially liked the deep meaning, you are the master of sonnets Frederick, congrats at a worthy number1 win! Frederic Parker August 6, 2017 at 4:52 PM thank you for your kindness John

Janice Canerdy May 16, 2017 at 9:13 AM A 7 for this well-written, very thought-provoking sonnet, Frederic--Congrats on your win! Janice

Agnes Krampe May 16, 2017 at 7:20 AM Great sonnet, Frederic. The first line drew me in. Deep poem, lots to think about. Congrats on your win.

Andrea Dietrich May 14, 2017 at 7:59 PM wow, DEEP and very well crafted sonnet this is. A very fine entry for Brian!!

Lin Lane May 13, 2017 at 9:08 AM Recalling sad memories is a blight, but I've yet to discover a way to avoid that pathos. My favorite lines have you facing West to find the fullest day. Your poems have always taken me with you, to see through your eyes and this one is no exception, Frederic.