John Gondolf Poet Italian Sonnet

Pierced By Love

The pain within that pierces deep
is like the prick of rose’s thorn
and leaves my meager mind to mourn
while yearning for eternal sleep.
These tristful tears from my soul seep
like winter’s chill on summer morn
are but a sign of love forlorn
that causes weary will to weep.

While gazing in her soft green eyes
I thought that love was here to stay,
but now I find my hope’s demise
is just the guise of flower’s way;
for underneath her beauty lies
the thorn with which her wiles betray.


July 12, 2020

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John Hamilton January 8, 2021 at 12:06 PM Thanks for your entry John, congrats on another win! John Gondolf January 8, 2021 at 12:46 PM Thanks, John, I always enjoy your contests, thanks for hosting.

Sam Kauffman July 16, 2020 at 10:39 PM A heart betrayed - finding the truth about a lover - a truly devastating experience for the heart. I was taken by your phrase, "yearning for eternal sleep." Let's hope this soul can find a way to go on, John. Congratulations on your win! John Gondolf July 17, 2020 at 8:26 AM Thank you for your thoughts and comments, Sam, most of us have been there at one time or another in our lives. At the time it feels like we can't go on, but we always do. John

Jeanne Mcgee July 15, 2020 at 11:52 PM John,, this is fabulous. a fav for me. Congrats on a well placed win my friend. John Gondolf July 16, 2020 at 4:44 AM Thank you so much, Jeanne, I’m glad you enjoyed it, and thanks for saving it as a favorite. Hugs, John

Andrea Dietrich July 15, 2020 at 4:57 PM oh I was reading it and realized I read it before. It's just as marvelous on second read. John Gondolf July 15, 2020 at 5:57 PM Thanks for coming back for seconds. :)

Brenda Chiri July 14, 2020 at 10:54 AM John and this was amazing!;) congrats to you my dear friend!;) John Gondolf July 14, 2020 at 8:39 PM Thank you so much for your kind words, Bren, I appreciate you. John

Judy Ball July 14, 2020 at 10:14 AM Every rise has it's thorns and though some may be worse than others nothing is perfect. Only those we love can really hurt us. Those we don't love we couldn't care less if we tried. True love suffers all things. Great write here my friend. God Bless and thanks for stopping by my page. JB John Gondolf July 14, 2020 at 8:31 PM Thank you for your thoughts and comments, Judy. I never really thought about it but I think you’re right, only those we love can really hurt us, thanks for sharing this thought. John

Brandy Nicole July 13, 2020 at 6:43 PM Roses have thorns- so one must be careful while holding them. Your thoughts hold many emotions. May your heart always feel the tender touch that love brings. My dear sweet friend. Hugs, Brandy John Gondolf July 13, 2020 at 7:48 PM Thank you for sharing your thoughts and comments comments, B, your tender words wrap around me. Hugs, John

Jennifer Proxenos July 13, 2020 at 12:13 PM It s very difficult for someone else to fit the shoes of a lost love The memories are ingrained forever, and new ones seem almost fickle. Breathtaking poem. a fave. Blessings Jennifer. John Gondolf July 13, 2020 at 7:39 PM Thank you, Jenn, I’m glad you liked it. And thanks for the fave. Hugs, John

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders July 12, 2020 at 9:53 PM An amazing Italian sonnet, John, with beautifully poignant lines...I love this form and you write in it so well! Blessings, Rhonda xx John Gondolf July 12, 2020 at 10:42 PM Thank you so much, Rhonda, I appreciate your thoughts and comments, I’m glad you liked it. Hugs, John

Andrea Dietrich July 12, 2020 at 3:44 PM very cool poem. Love those great metaphors! John Gondolf July 12, 2020 at 6:45 PM Thanks for stopping by, Andrea, I’m glad you liked it. John

Tom Cunningham July 12, 2020 at 1:28 PM The one that got away, the void they leave is painful and you wonder will you ever find love again. Well written sonnet John, Hope you're well Tom John Gondolf July 12, 2020 at 6:36 PM Thanks, Tom, I appreciate your thoughts and comments. John

Constance La France July 12, 2020 at 12:39 PM John, so beautiful and emotional, I could feel the pain of lost love _Constance John Gondolf July 12, 2020 at 6:33 PM Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and comments, Constance, I appreciate you. Hugs, John

Jenna Logan July 12, 2020 at 12:26 PM The agony of lost love stings from the pierce of that thorn. An Italian Sonnet, worthy of weeping. John Gondolf July 12, 2020 at 6:24 PM Thank you for stopping by and sharing your thoughts, Jenna. The wound from the thorn will heal but sometimes the pain lingers. Hugs, John