In her eyes sparkle bright and true, a true hymn of your divine view, when she's near my world takes onto a new hue, though many lay before me, they've never been you, with every glance my soul begins to soar, a never before seen lore carved into my core, here's my ode- my love for you to see, a sonet of our loves harmony.
Captain of the most distant islands
living poem among my prose
that each one was exchanging for roses
with the moonlight and wandering mornings
II
You loved as few have loved
with crazy sea and clear letter
the greatest poet who remained in us
as he calmly portrayed ...
III
The island was your light and your horizon
witnessed your lot, luck
let me read my verse
IV
Time mate here awaits you
beyond this letter and this death
I follow your companion brand ...!
PS TRANSLATION / ADAPTATION OF THE POEM by alkas poetry
SONET OF POETISA ADELA CARPORAL
POEMS FOR PABLO NERUDA.
Perhaps, as time goes by, I will achieve
my wishes, three of them, to be precise.
Since we have met on chilly All Saints' Eve,
my first one is a heart as cold as ice.
The second is a fire in my loins
as burning as the thirst I cannot slake.
Die, fire! I don't want to toss the coins,
the words, the hints, the meanings. The mistake
we've made is love I'm falling in. Alas,
I'm falling in but I'm not fallen yet.
By-by, I'll see you later, a seichas
prishla pora zakanchivat sonet*.
My third wish is as warm as friendly kiss.
Please, do not take this poetry amiss.
*(rus.) and now it's time to finish the sonnet.
18.04.2019
Fall has passed and cold snow has lost its charm
Yet we will not write a sad winter song
So lets rig the sleigh and visit the farm
Down the dirt road where children sing along
with snow angels spread out across the lawn
and drink flows free with stories told till dawn.
White flakes from skies hide the tears in ones eyes
Falling for family members lost too soon
Finding packages to give kids surprise
And pretend to be the man in maroon
Makes us look forward to time in a room
With what we have to be in good fortune
Days getting longer by minutes create
Occasional thaws keeps the hopes alive
That the Spring we are promised wont be late
And the honey will last for all the hive
We must hurry to get in one last slide
And the ski boots from grandma must be tried
fun times of winter us lets celebrate
Before summer days need alleviate
12-30-2018
Winter Wonderland Poetry Contest
Emile Pinet
The sounds of the rain
whisper to me, a sonet of water angels.
As I watch it flow,
a song of happiness and sadness
comes to mind.
The voices harmonize
in perfect melody,
getting attention from the
invisible notes.
The gentle swaying
of its calm solace relaxes me.
The loudness of thunder
awakens my relaxation.
But, as I focus more on
the sonet,
my relaxation returns
with great quietude.
I have fallen into a deep slumber and
so I end.