Life Sonnet Poems

So much can change so quickly in a life.
Love is the path, not a destination…
When feelings become thoughts of “man and wife,”
It takes blood and...

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a curtal sonnet

Each obituary I read is mine;
husband, wife, son and daughter abide where 
the records of their lives do still exist;
motality belongs to time's...

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Drifting into sleep, repressed desires stir,
shaped as living beings in dream’s domain,
where assuming a role, as we prefer,
we navigate this mystical terrain.

As subject and object,...

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The beauty of your life is so easy to see,
In the colors and lines of your symmetry.
After a time with the tree of your life,
Severed...

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There are four seasons every year on earth.
They are Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter.
The season now is like boiling water.
This season is mostly good for...

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Judgement’s High Way

My smug satisfaction drives in narrow lanes
Deep with pitfalls of intentional ignorance
“Righteous” reads my personal license plate
Sentenced to loud lane-splitting intolerance.

My bias trips...

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Awakened! I returned a stream in Spring
to flow and grow on nature’s snowmelt milk.
I came to be of earth and sky (...a fling),
my sire a...

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Impossible beauty, summer in swell,
Fragrance aflowing and fluttering around;
Though now, I admit, I don’t see it well,
I know – my ears! – all the birds...

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Destiny any, there’s a common thread
in the unique journey of every soul,
going through life, playing their ordained role,
attachments gripping fickle heart in dread.
False is the...

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The meadow comes alive, dressed in colors,
remembering times when love was newly sweet,
with warm red sunsets embracing lovers
whispering old secrets without conceit,

while daisies dance in...

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With loving hands He sculpted you from grace,
And stringed your heart with finest threads of gold,
Then sent out of His kingdom’s holy place,
For fleeting life...

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pleading petals play gently in the sun
whispering joy across the sticky skin
summertime blessings cannot be outdone
however, autumn is her next of kin

praying roses and melancholic...

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Path of the heart transcends the universe,
in a realm eternal beyond space-time
but if we’d sing a love song, pen a verse,
ego is retained to feel...

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God’s gift of salvation is for everyone,
His death on the cross was payment for our sin.
For sin He gave His only begotten son,
when we confess...

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Does life to anyone really make sense?
Or is all of mankind, really this dense?
God offers his wisdom and truth to man,
Yet it still seems we...

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