Best Petrarchan Sonnet Poems

To see you flash a smile to blush
Small twinkle in your eyes of green
I look and want for that scene
Watching from my hidden brush
I think...

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Your Look of Precious Love

Whilst I gaze so warmly in your eyes my dearest, 
I see deeply your pure angelic soul of love 
Reflecting like...

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The Tides of Our Passion

The tides of our passion cry out my love, 
As we seek to define who we are now.
To live this special...

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A period of youthful vim ferments
as coruscating golden flecks in eyes 
that mesmerise and tantalise, give rise
to secrets in my breast to stir, foment.
The xanthous...

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Santa Claus has travel worries at the North Pole,
With terrible winter storms brewing there afoot,
He knows Christmas is so close and so he must put
His...

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The Magic of Christmas Divine

Christmas cometh only once in each year, 
Infusing us with moments so divine,
Giving us God’s love in His cosmic rhyme,
As mankind...

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This is my first Petrarchan sonnet...

Grey days of loss and loneliness are here
Sad nights as long as shadows in the deep
No joy, no hope, no...

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Springtime, camped between the mountain valleys.
Air filled with tickled laughter ventured through
canopy of leaves bathed a golden hue; 
labyrinth fields sun's freedom to rally.
An owl...

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Love’s that Magical Wonder

My passion for your love is beyond any measure,
And as I reflect on your angelic wonder my love,
I know that God blesses...

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Caring hands massage both body and soul,
rejuvenating hope with their touch,
for like an angel, she helps me so much.
And every day when we go for...

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God’s Christmas Angel

God’s Christmas Angel is full of His love; 
A Guardian to those lost to His light.
Restore them to God’s path of divine right,
This...

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Spring

As He looked down from the heavens above,
He created spring and prepared the earth.
He decided Eden needed more love
and made this the season for a...

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For Fiona Meyrick, poet and musician; a Petrarchan sonnet

Fiona, in the silence of the night
Sings songs of sorrow soft in minor key
That sigh above all...

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Recall the straight and well-planned path of youth
mapped out so clear to lead us through life’s maze?
Though times I wandered off in prankish craze,
the road...

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I’m Virgo, playing music tranquilly
in this self-portrait. The clavichord I chose.
It denotes fine education; the black clothes
I'm wearing prove I value chastity.
Dark as a shadow,...

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