Quoth Theraven Poet Sonnet

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Heart-Shaped Slipper

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 July 22, 2021 at 9:17 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 July 24, 2021 at 8:56 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 July 22, 2021 at 2:39 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 July 24, 2021 at 8:24 PM Thank you my poet friend with a true poet's heart. -Richard

Sandra Adams July 21, 2021 at 5:08 PM the eyes never lie especially when the gleam of love is within... love the heart shaped slipper... great sonnet Richard! hugs Quoth Theraven July 24, 2021 at 8:26 PM Sandra, Thank you, that one line can't strike a nerve all by itself. So which was its twin? -Richard

Paul Callus July 20, 2021 at 9:29 AM There is nothing that beats "to love and be loved". A heart is meant to give and receive. ~ Best regards // paul Quoth Theraven July 24, 2021 at 8:36 PM Paul, Thanks, spoken as well as any poet can. Still nowhere near the league of your 'Unspoken Words'. -Richard

Joanna Daniel July 19, 2021 at 1:11 AM Lovely sonnet, with the cry of the heart clearly heard through the eyes of love, Richard:)

Evelyn Judy Buehler July 18, 2021 at 12:02 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 December 26, 2023 at 9:29 PM Evelyn, Thank you dear poet, hope the prizes in all your life live up to the applause. -Richard

Victor Buhagiar July 18, 2021 at 10:15 AM A most interesting sonnet, with shades of Cinderella. Delightful Quoth Theraven July 24, 2021 at 8:32 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 July 18, 2021 at 7:07 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 July 18, 2021 at 4:43 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 July 17, 2021 at 5:07 PM I love your climatic closing lines! Quoth Theraven July 18, 2021 at 4:37 PM Juliet, Thank you, for that. You deserve a prize. -Richard

Connie Marcum Wong July 17, 2021 at 1:55 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 July 17, 2021 at 3:21 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 July 16, 2021 at 11:27 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 July 17, 2021 at 2:59 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 July 16, 2021 at 5:25 AM I hear your message Richard--aptly delivered. The ending line spells the essence of your poem. Quoth Theraven July 17, 2021 at 2:54 PM Vijay, Thanks, the hiatus' ending is just a new beginning. -Richard

Shirley Hawkins July 15, 2021 at 7:18 PM This lovely poem gave me a picture of The Prince in Cinderella ... Quoth Theraven July 17, 2021 at 2:46 PM Shirley, Thank you m'lady, if the slipper fits..., let the music play on and on. -Richard

Michelle Faulkner July 15, 2021 at 4:05 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 July 17, 2021 at 1:41 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.