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Pain of Ardor's Woes

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A cup to slake the parch of thirsty lips Spilled from heart to goblet, with love twas filled Words penned from the nib of inked fingertips Bouquet of wine breathed before being swilled Seductive the taste, fervid the senses In pursuit of desire's indulgent throes Breaching love's barriers, hurdling fences Therein lies proof and pain of ardor's woes Elation lasts 'til sparks turn to ashes Afterglow fades and impassioned flames die Welling to surface, tears moist'ning lashes Parting's ne'er sweet with whispers of 'goodbye' Juliet once smiled from her balcony Doomed in Shakespeare's romantic tragedy

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Regina Mcintosh

Date: 5/13/2023 4:10:00 AM

Wonderful write. God bless you always. Love, Gina

Lin Lane
Date: 5/13/2023 4:29:00 AM

Morning, and thank you, Gina.

Paul Willason

Date: 5/12/2023 8:02:00 PM

The words fizz with passion....your skill on full display Lin, what a joy to read. The words just flow beautifully and obviously were at your command in this poem....delicious.

Lin Lane
Date: 5/13/2023 4:29:00 AM

I'm always delighted to read your comments as well as your poetry. Thanks ever so much, Paul.

Joseph May

Date: 5/12/2023 4:38:00 PM

You did justice to that Shakespearean story with this well written Sonnet Lin, I enjoyed the read

Lin Lane
Date: 5/12/2023 4:44:00 PM

Thank you ever so much for your plaudits, Joseph. I value your thoughts.

Janice Canerdy

Date: 5/12/2023 2:54:00 PM

Your vividly descriptive sonnet well expresses the joy, pain, and power of love, Lin. Janice

Lin Lane
Date: 5/12/2023 4:04:00 PM

Thanks so much, Janice. It's been some time since we've commented on each other's poetry.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 5/12/2023 1:07:00 PM

I saw the pic and let out a sigh followed up by your lovely sonnet! Slake, nib of inked fingertips, swilled, seductive, and tis Juliet! Love!

Lin Lane
Date: 5/12/2023 1:15:00 PM

Hi Kim. I see you have the same kind of thoughts I do when matters of the heart are involved. Thank you for letting me know what touched you.

Daniel Turner

Date: 5/12/2023 12:55:00 PM

Love is love until it aint. However, you make it sound more romantic. Passionately penned, Lin:)

Lin Lane
Date: 5/12/2023 1:09:00 PM

It was passionate until it wasn’t. Shakespeare created lovers who lived happily ever after and some who were destined for a fate much worse. He/she who holds the pen….thanks very much, Danny.

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 5/12/2023 9:04:00 AM

love can be so tormenting, but oh so sweet, lovely poem dear friend, :)

Lin Lane
Date: 5/12/2023 9:37:00 AM

And to each end of the scale. Thanks ever so much for the read and comments, Vie.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 5/12/2023 8:12:00 AM

I love wine in moderation. The swirling of the wine brings out its bouquet.

Lin Lane
Date: 5/12/2023 9:36:00 AM

Allowing a much fuller appreciation of the contents of each bottle. Thank you, Victor.