Johnny Sumler Poet Sonnet

Sonnet 22

Old memories can not evict my love
My heart is but a flute that plays her tune
Images of the days shared I think of
And of her love, myself, I am immune

When she is in my mind emotions move
Or so they swim through nerves from head to toe
'Twas her I've loved, her love I can't remove
Through my minds eyes that blink her more to grow

Decades have passed and days have distanced time
And walls have closed, and I am still alive
Her beauty shines upon the beast of mine
Still glowing in that bulb, dost she derive

Through life and many pages that I turn
A portrait of her love I can not burn

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Carolyn Devonshire August 19, 2011 at 2:49 PM Johnny, this is just how I feel about my late husband. He is always in my heart and it's hard to love another. I LOVE the couplet at the end. Decades have passed since John died and these pages I will never burn. Love, Carolyn

Poet Destroyer A August 15, 2011 at 1:07 AM A true enjoyment with your sonnet, Johnny. . How are you? Me i'm just stopping by to say hi and catch up on some of my reading. Love the meaning one can give another when it comes to reading poetry. Have yourself a wonderful evening. God bless & take care,..Linda

Elizabeth Wesley August 14, 2011 at 7:41 PM Creater of the best sonnets, you do it all the time, with your fascinating rhyme. You are the best!