Johnny Sumler Poet Sonnet

Sonnet 20

To he that lives inside that magic lamp
Studded with rubies and diamonds galore
With rub, would thou remove thyself from cramp?
And give to me thine wishes I implore
        With failed attempts were bright and falling stars
        That scorched the earth leaving me no reward
        Even that wishing well has many jars
        Of pennies, yet my wishes drown ignored
Comfort this lonely man a love and bride
And dress these rags with garments stitched of wealth
Last and not least thou always shall abide
Inside my soul, thus I immortal health

Mythical magician...art thou prisoner?
Or sore servant and stubborn listener

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Elizabeth Wesley September 23, 2011 at 9:30 PM I need a regular dose of your sonnets. They give so much pleasure in the reading and I hope you don't mind me wandering through them several times. Nobody is better.

Sara Kendrick August 11, 2011 at 12:57 PM Really enjoyed reading your work this afternoon..Oh to have a magical lamp but woah that is not real life..Great imagination that was a few minutes escape in reading..Sara

Lori Lucas Mcclure July 31, 2011 at 1:37 PM Wonderful write! wishes are the dreams we cast upon shooting stars! Thank you for your kind words I appreciate your thoughts---Lori

Elizabeth Wesley July 26, 2011 at 10:49 PM Shakespeare! Your sonnets are perfection and so filled with lovely images. Well done dear poet! :)

Black Eyed Susan July 23, 2011 at 12:07 PM very creative write. i especially love the questioning ending. poor genie!

Carolyn Devonshire July 22, 2011 at 8:56 AM Dear Johnny, if only we could all have access to a genie to make our dreams come true. Think of me as a fairy godmother and I will pray that you receive all the blessings you seek. Very creative and touching sonnet! Love, Carolyn