Marti Sutherland Poet Sonnet

The Days Before You

I no longer recall my yesterdays
or the ho-hum, mundane things I once did
The years I spent suspended in life's haze
Shielding the wounded heart,  I  shyly hid

Until perchance the day I found someone
Whose tender heart reflected shades of blue
He wore a dark mask, but it came undone
When I searched his sad eyes, twas then I knew

Our days were filled with laughter and great joy
Long nights consumed with passionate desire
No reasons to hide in disguise as coy
In the throes of love we gladly conspire

No trace of deep loneliness we once knew
No memories of the days ~ before you

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Joanna Daniel March 22, 2017 at 10:26 AM This is a lovely and honest sonnet, Marti:) a 7:)

Running Wolves March 21, 2017 at 2:04 PM A very beautiful poem. Awesome write

John Hamilton March 18, 2017 at 3:55 PM Even better second read Marti, I don't know much about pentameter, but I think that's 10 syllables per line and you did that perfectly. I don't worry about others opinions overmuch, although I enjoy critiques from those whose opinion I value I think we all can improve in some ways with help. Can't fave twice but would if I could.

Arthur Vaso March 18, 2017 at 12:36 AM This is an excellent sonnet, what the poor fellow below doesn't seem to grasp, is you write for the reader not some rigid rules. Some cant see the forest for the trees, so to speak.

Janis Medders Tobechi March 14, 2017 at 4:33 PM Great sonnet. I gave a fave.

Charlie Smith March 7, 2017 at 8:59 PM Lovely Marti...

Sunlite Wanter March 6, 2017 at 10:18 AM This is really touching. A fav for me.

Tim Smith March 6, 2017 at 9:31 AM Now is the time for making memories...just lovely

John Hamilton March 6, 2017 at 9:15 AM Forgot the 7, I forget to mention, I wrote a poem called "before you", which you may like also.

John Hamilton March 6, 2017 at 9:13 AM Wow Marti, there is a wonderful, reflective and appreciative sentiment flowing in this piece. I love the suspended in life's haze, that's indeed what it feels like, living without love. I felt every word, a7 and a fave.