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Heart-Shaped Slipper

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Million and one things better than applause.. okay to go through life ne'er seeking praise. Though rain tree unwatered, grows half as tall, an unloved heart wilts in overbear'n shade. Your so called friends left such beauty undone. chide more than console you 'can't win 'em all' Well, perhaps not your day courageous one, they meant to maim, not name belle of the ball. Love's heart-shaped slipper, torch carried for you.. finest soul yours, only fit worth trying. Turn away from bright stars, riven'd in two.. my eyes were ne'er any good at lying. Can you hear it pretty belle of the ball? a heart's applause, best won prize of them all.

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Nancy Kaufman

Date: 7/22/2021 9:17:00 AM

Here's an aah and here's an ooh..What a great job you do. Loved it and thank you for responding to my little write. Have a blessed day. Nancy

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/24/2021 8:56:00 PM

Nancy, Thank you, I'm sure you've gotten quite good most days. Still I humbly give thanks for putting a smile on another face. -Richard

Beata Agustin

Date: 7/22/2021 2:39:00 AM

Wow! Thanks for sharing this... delightful and delighting, especially the line: "my eyes were ne'er any good at lying." Thanks also for your cheer-filled comments. God bless you.

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/24/2021 8:24:00 PM

Thank you my poet friend with a true poet's heart. -Richard

Sandra Adams

Date: 7/21/2021 5:08:00 PM

the eyes never lie especially when the gleam of love is within... love the heart shaped slipper... great sonnet Richard! hugs

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/24/2021 8:26:00 PM

Sandra, Thank you, that one line can't strike a nerve all by itself. So which was its twin? -Richard

Paul Callus

Date: 7/20/2021 9:29:00 AM

There is nothing that beats "to love and be loved". A heart is meant to give and receive. ~ Best regards // paul

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/24/2021 8:36:00 PM

Paul, Thanks, spoken as well as any poet can. Still nowhere near the league of your 'Unspoken Words'. -Richard

Joanna Daniel

Date: 7/19/2021 1:11:00 AM

Lovely sonnet, with the cry of the heart clearly heard through the eyes of love, Richard:)

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 7/18/2021 12:02:00 PM

I love this fine poem so rich in images, Richard. I was captivated throughout, but especially by the final two lines. Evelyn :)

Quoth Theraven
Date: 12/26/2023 9:29:00 PM

Evelyn, Thank you dear poet, hope the prizes in all your life live up to the applause. -Richard

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 7/18/2021 10:15:00 AM

A most interesting sonnet, with shades of Cinderella. Delightful

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/24/2021 8:32:00 PM

Hello Victor, You won't believe what my pen turns into at midnight. How is the summer in Malta? Is it more a destination or starting point in life? -Richard

Heidi Sands

Date: 7/18/2021 7:07:00 AM

Very nice Richard. Love's heart shaped slipper, torch carried for you. A great line and important message. I hope you have a nice Sunday :)

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/18/2021 4:43:00 PM

Heidi, Thanks for your comment. In hindsight I suppose a heart shaped slipper might not be practical. I heard it call just the same. I'll be watching for the rains to come again and subside. And hope to hear the excited chatter of the birds. -Richard

Juliet Ligon

Date: 7/17/2021 5:07:00 PM

I love your climatic closing lines!

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/18/2021 4:37:00 PM

Juliet, Thank you, for that. You deserve a prize. -Richard

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 7/17/2021 1:55:00 PM

This is a wonderful poem that any Poet may relate to. Our poems are a part of ourselves we share when possibly the words are not there to speak, they may be written to reveal the depths of one’s inner personality. I love this Richard. “Applause”! xxoo

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/17/2021 3:21:00 PM

Hello Connie, Thank you, what an interesting comment. Not for lack of words, though personality is quite another thing. If I had to choose a motto, then let it be “A heart is not judged by how much you love; but by how much you are loved by others” -L. Frank Baum, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

Suzette Richards

Date: 7/16/2021 11:27:00 AM

Eyes don't lie ... so true. It is a thrill to see someone wear his heart on his sleeve, especially if you are the recipient :)) Loved the poem with its theme that hankered back to Cinderella.

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/17/2021 2:59:00 PM

Hello Suzette, Thanks, they get heavy lugging around all day, torches and glass slippers. Does the spell really end at midnight, no one really knows. -Richard

Vijay Pandit

Date: 7/16/2021 5:25:00 AM

I hear your message Richard--aptly delivered. The ending line spells the essence of your poem.

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/17/2021 2:54:00 PM

Vijay, Thanks, the hiatus' ending is just a new beginning. -Richard

Shirley Hawkins

Date: 7/15/2021 7:18:00 PM

This lovely poem gave me a picture of The Prince in Cinderella ...

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/17/2021 2:46:00 PM

Shirley, Thank you m'lady, if the slipper fits..., let the music play on and on. -Richard

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 7/15/2021 4:05:00 PM

This is so gently encouraging, wonderful line 'my eyes were ne'er any good at lying.' And I agree the 'heart's applause' of the one for you is the best prize of all!

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/17/2021 1:41:00 PM

Hello Michelle, Thank you, I would encourage you to be your own best prize. Courageous enough for the both of us through fine poetry.