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Sonnet Fourteen

Petal of limpid life veils the naked eye,
  shadow and spoil refrains the question ideal;
  asking not within,
  without ---
  dark night shines,
  while day grins ---
The answer unowned, 
  unowned by us the source of impeccable enquiry;
  seasoned for patient resolve ---
  tempered and unafraid,
  in fortitude stone,
  alone,
  yet the voices of many 
  (lead us home)





****Written in 2000, my very first sonnet****

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Charmaine Chircop

Date: 11/14/2019 1:00:00 PM

Written long ago and still with a powerful message to reflect upon today.Lovely to read you again keith.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 5/25/2019 4:26:00 PM

Keith, this is a superb write! As Connie said, it's hard to believe this was written 19 years ago. It's timeless. We've missed you, Keith. I hope you will post some new poetry soon. Would love to chat and see how you are doing, my friend. Hugs, Carolyn

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 5/26/2019 8:48:00 AM

Ahhh, I miss my fellow poets too, believe me...I'm gonna start posting again; its good therapy at the very least. I'll be in touch for chatting, etc. With love and honor; Keith;-)

Allen Beilschmidt Sr.

Date: 5/24/2019 7:46:00 AM

very powerful write

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 5/24/2019 12:08:00 PM

Thanks Allen, powerful --- is a powerful word;-)

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 5/24/2019 5:50:00 AM

I really love the deep reflections in this piece Keith. I see you wrote this in 2000 and I was thinking not very long ago, but then it has been 19 years...Where has time escaped to? xxoo : )

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 5/24/2019 12:07:00 PM

Thanks Connie, glad you enjoyed;-)

Robert Lindley

Date: 7/12/2018 10:04:00 PM

This to me is a sonnet that depths are infinitely deep and wide, where the human heart binds in the soul. A realm that is as vast as the universe and as time itself. One of the best poems that I have ever read Keith. A testament to the heart, soul and immense talent of a truly great poet.. A fav.....

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 7/23/2018 8:41:00 PM

Thanks for the visit and major compliment brother;-)

Pashang Salehi

Date: 7/9/2018 7:45:00 PM

In a way, we are all travelers. Sometimes travels the world over in search of what we need and then return home and realize that whatever we seek is just in the next room.

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 7/11/2018 10:45:00 AM

Exactly....