Quoth Theraven Poet Sonnet

The Dove In Your Eyes

How fast to wiles I fell my damask rose,
awake from slumber slept untold ages.
To gaze so deep in ocean eyes repose,
and print whispered prayer on mind's pages.

Your soul in gleaming shadow found complete,
a thirst no other want or wish contrived. 
Nor cherry grown upon the branch so sweet, 
without cold and dark of Winter survived.

What heart loved without a madness looming,
secure from injury sure to tarnish.
Unbroken, though lone in sadness' glooming,
and held away from love's fruited garnish.

How true the dove devoted in flight still,
that lasted in love, more than ever will.

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Dexter Greener January 18, 2025 at 3:35 PM I enjoyed this poem, it's filled with elegance and beauty. Well Done.

John Campbell January 16, 2025 at 7:53 PM Nice descriptions brings you right into the scenes.Well done!

Steven Getz January 16, 2025 at 7:50 AM This poem is quite good and well worth the read.

Robert James Liguori December 10, 2024 at 4:55 PM Beautiful poem, I really enjoyed reading it.

Edward Wraith April 6, 2024 at 8:15 AM Thy Shakespearean sonnet doth delight mine senses, a masterpiece crafted with skill and grace. The meter, the flow, the rhyme, all sublime, evoking echoes of Romeo and Juliet, a cherished tale close to my heart. Thy words resonate deeply, weaving a tapestry of beauty and longing. Well done, indeed.

James Horn April 28, 2023 at 8:46 AM BONNIE Hollywood-Cutts Many 9r3poets seem to have disappeared. Quoth Theraven January 29, 2025 at 5:10 PM Hi James, Yes, 'tis true. But at least you and I are still here to carry on. -Richard

Richard Breese June 9, 2021 at 4:51 PM Very nice poem. Like juicy ape or a bowl of cherries on a hot summer day. Quoth Theraven January 29, 2025 at 5:07 PM Richard & Edward, I endorse both of these replies in equal measure. -Richard Edward Wraith April 6, 2024 at 8:09 AM I occasionally find myself lusting after a succulent ape, drawn by primal instincts buried deep within my being. When twilight descends, do we not all revert to our primal essence, mere apes cloaked in flesh and flowing humors? How delectable the thought. Richard Breese June 9, 2021 at 4:52 PM Juicy apple:)

Andrea Dietrich October 24, 2020 at 5:12 PM My goodness, what a gem, this reminds me so much of a sonnet like Shakespere himself would have written. I was so lucky to find another poem of yours I have missed!

Timothy Hicks May 6, 2020 at 6:29 PM "What heart loved without a madness looming" ... not any love worth keeping, I'd say. Bring on the insanity :) An eye-catching title that brings wings to vision. Certainly a sonnet that brings to mind the olden days of classical poetry - I'm still quite the fan of your Scarecrow/Moon poem, myself. Keep 'em coming, my friend.

Lonna Blodgett April 25, 2020 at 10:58 PM Don't know how I missed this one. It is stunning in such an exquisite delicate way. Love it.

Evelyn Judy Buehler February 16, 2020 at 10:06 PM Richard, I very much enjoyed the hauntingly beautiful lines of this amazing sonnet. :)

Indiana Shaw February 3, 2020 at 10:09 PM This is a lovely sonnet Quothy, full of rich lines, ended so well, enjoyed . . . : ) Quoth Theraven January 29, 2025 at 5:09 PM Indiana, Thankyou for this. How I love the name Indiana. I miss it so. -Richard

Kelly Deschler January 17, 2020 at 5:33 PM Loved the rhyming and the smooth, flowing lines throughout this beautiful poem... So well done Richard! Quoth Theraven January 18, 2020 at 1:58 AM Kelly, Can I thank the wonderful poet, can I show appreciation of the white rose? -Richard

Robert Lindley January 15, 2020 at 8:46 PM A truly magnificent sonnet my friend. Every verse golden and the entire piece awes me! *As of old, the verses that sing very well. *As was in romantic beauty oft told. *Casting a great and awe inspiring spell. * Art covered in bright yellow gold. * Delicious as freshest red rose smells. A fav-- a true gem... Quoth Theraven January 18, 2020 at 1:59 AM Robert, Thank you for the comment. -Richard

M. L. Kiser January 15, 2020 at 6:22 AM This is lovely; a wonderful sonnet. Quoth Theraven January 18, 2020 at 2:01 AM Thank you for that truly M.L. -Richard

Lin Lane January 9, 2020 at 5:55 AM I think sonnet form is best used for romantic lines and this one leaves nothing left to desire. It's made sweeter with thought that doves mate for life. My favorite line..."What heart loved without a madness looming..." Love is a madness in a caliber of its own. Wonderfully scribed, Richard. Quoth Theraven January 18, 2020 at 2:03 AM Lin, Thank you for that wonderful comment on the simple words. -Richard

Juliet Ligon December 31, 2019 at 1:02 PM So romantic. I love this! Quoth Theraven January 3, 2020 at 12:12 PM Juliet, Thank you for that comment. Happy New Year. -Richard

Robertina B. December 31, 2019 at 12:29 AM This is an absolute gem, Quoth.. A definite piece of exquisite art.. Flowed so beautiful and smoothly!! A fave for me, my friend.. Have a Wonderful New Year!! Blessings.. Quoth Theraven January 3, 2020 at 12:15 PM Robertina, Thank you for stopping by and that comment. Happy New Year to you and your family! -Richard

Tara Dawn December 27, 2019 at 7:07 PM So beautiful!! Absolutely love!! Quoth Theraven December 29, 2019 at 9:14 PM Thank you to my adored niece! -Richard

Heidi Sands December 27, 2019 at 4:46 PM A beautiful Sonnet Richard. Saving as a FAV. This is so nice :) Quoth Theraven December 30, 2019 at 11:58 AM Heidi, Thank you for that comment and compliment. “beauty is in the eye of the beholder” A quote from Margaret Wolfe Hungerford from her book 'Molly Bawn' (1878). -Richard

Becca Teagan December 27, 2019 at 4:27 PM ~~sigh~~ I love sonnets, and you have created a beauty here. Quoth Theraven December 30, 2019 at 12:01 PM Becca, Thank you for your appreciation. I've still so much to learn if writing poems can be learned. -Richard

Janice Canerdy December 27, 2019 at 9:06 AM Very lovely--vividly descriptive, Richard. Janice Quoth Theraven December 30, 2019 at 12:06 PM Janice, Thank you for this comment. The theme - 'once bitten, twice shy'. -Richard

Demetrios Trifiatis December 27, 2019 at 6:52 AM A masterpiece without fail dearest, Richard! A fav. Quoth Theraven December 30, 2019 at 12:21 PM Demetrios, Thank you for commenting. Still so much room for improvement.,and hopefully enough time. I enjoyed the message for life in your wonderful poem 'ACCEPTING LIFE V'. There is much to learn from your writes. The wisdom gleaned in a life time shared is the best gift anyone can hope for. -Richard

Vijay Pandit December 25, 2019 at 7:26 AM WOW! Amazing write, Richard. I am saving this in my FAVES. Quoth Theraven December 25, 2019 at 6:45 PM Thank you for that comment and kindness Vijay. And let me thank you for recognizing the true heroes in your poem by the same name. This is an incredible gift you've shown the world. Truly enriched the Soup in so many fine days. https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/heroes_963932

Caren Krutsinger December 25, 2019 at 5:47 AM Beautifully done! Merry Christmas Richard. Caren Krutsinger December 27, 2019 at 11:44 PM Yes, I can so relate except my purple car was a TransAm. Quoth Theraven December 25, 2019 at 6:03 PM 'A Merry Christmas to us all; God bless us, every one' Quote from Dicken's Tiny Tim of course! I hope you have a holiday graced by Fairies and dragons driving purple Camaros.

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