Art Sonnet Poems

how long and sourly sobs the lonely heart
depends on how grave the weight which grieves the tears
pouring from the despondent spirit’s pores.—
a witness, too, will...

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      Like as the waves make toward the pebbled shore,
          ...

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Love sends a signal (so intangible)
through time removed and space—more faraway
than high heavens, sun, spark of moody day
when Night her might has made immoveable. 

The...

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The Bard of Avon with a quill in hand,
Did weave such magic on the London stage,
A tapestry of words at his command,
That captivated every rank...

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In the afterglow of your beautiful loving heart 
lives a flower that blooms each and every day  
Planted deep within, you are the great...

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I’m as a dare—If just you’ll come along,
and give my noble providence a shot,
seeing what boundless bounty might be got,
you’ll sing me a river, cry...

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My bars the words, the prison guard my verse,
Rattling the staves of this poetic cell,
I struggle vainly, locked up in this jail. 
Yea, thus is...

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Whence sonnets are sung, full-throated and deep,
     and fresh bars of sweet bliss are echoing;
though happily sung poems can make thee...

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If the Muse bolts from me, I'll love her more
     still and pen heartfelt songs of forlorn rhymes;
   ...

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Whene'er I find myself alone and ponder,
My life grown small around me clamps my heart,
And fiercely beats the rain, fiercer the thunder,
I cannot save myself...

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Again the well of poetry was dry,
My pail was drawing up no deep inspired
Thought or subject matter. All was dull, tired,
Stale water, no exciting trick...

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Let the words of my mouth fall silent
To listen to my beating heart
Then will I be most still and content
In rhythm with nature's warm art

To...

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“feeling not thinking, soul with love linking ~
we attained God consciousness unblinking”

Nestled deep within the feel and touch of home
this heart of love goes on...

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Sow seeds before green garden ye savour, 
Eat fruits of toil and sweat only thy own, 
Quote no quotes often chewed, void of flavour, 
No...

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A fragile flame, in shadowed windswept space,
Humanity, a candle's trembling light,
We build our towers, then leave a barren trace,
And plunge from soaring heights to darkest...

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