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The Sonnet

What is a sonnet? 'Tis the pearly shell
That murmurs of the far-off murmuring sea;
A precious jewel carved most curiously:
It is a little picture painted well.
What is a sonnet? 'Tis the tear that fell
From a great poet's hidden ecstasy;
A two-edged sword, a star, a song-ah me!
Sometimes a heavy-tolling funeral bell.
This was the flame that shook with Dante's breath;
The solemn organ whereon Milton played,
And the clear glass where Shakespeare's shadow falls:
A sea this is-beware who ventureth!
For like a fjord the narrow floor is laid
Mid-ocean deep to the sheer mountain walls.
Richard Watson Gilder

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When the yellow sun starts to draw long lines

(after S. J. Pretorius)

When the yellow sun starts to draw long lines
just before it descends over the distant hillocks
the streets of the town is filled with cars
of the great mishmash driving home.
Suntanned with hats covering there heads
I see white car guards taking their belongings,
men who had lost their jobs, now with their world insane
walk with lowered heads with their faces grim
while some stretch their steps much longer.
They had a work at a time
but now are sun burnt with rough hands,
sometimes on welfare of the local church
with their eyes hidden by the edges of their hats
while they dream of a country where jobs are plentiful.

[Reference: "Sonnet - Uit Malvern" (Sonnet - Out of Malvern) by S. J. Pretorius ]
Gert Strydom

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An Ever Fix'd Mark

Long journey

missed trains

late trains

(lost trains?)

at last

brings me to you
in the early hours

of the morning

yawning I

enter like a thief
in the night

to find you

on the ground
as if drowned

Shakspeare's Sonnets
at the outermost reach
of your fingertips

as if you had expired
reading it

my shirt clutched
in your hand

its cuff
stroking your hair

it's collar between your
open lips

my kiss
startles you awake

still cobwebbed
with dreams

you tell
of how

you tried
to stay up
to stay awake
to wait up for me

but sleep
kidnapped you

& hid you
in full view

upon the living room floor

dressed only
in a sonnet

with only
this shirt

for comfort.

I gather you

carry you
across the threshold

(never so naked a bride)

of our now
dawn brightened bedroom

you the most

thing on my eart

I lay
you in bed

like a seashell
I had found

marrying our minds



no impediments.
Dσnall Dempsey

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The Widow’s Watch

‘twas a moondim night on the widow’s watch
for counting the days you had gone to sea
on the railing I carved a tiny notch
as if the scars, would bring you back to me

the albatross sings, I turn a deaf ear
as petticoats rustle in the sea breeze
the ocean will claim you, ‘tis this I fear
my mind screams a silent “O darling, please”

then in the dim light, I spy a small ship
out o’er the horizon appears a sail
I burst to the stairway lest I should slip
and ran to the docks my skirt in a trail

as the ship pulled in you smiled at me
I hugged you so tight, my man from the sea

Author notes
Widow’s Watch or Widow’s Walk is a railed rooftop platform, typically on a coastal house, originally designed to observe vessels at sea. The name comes from the wives of mariners who would watch for their spouses to return from the sea.

Albatross: is a sea bird that superstitious sailors feel the cry means bad luck or death.


Sonnets are formal poems and consist of 14 lines (3 quatrains and a couplet) , traditionally written in iambic pentameter - that is, in lines ten syllables long, with accents falling on every second syllable.
Amera Andersen

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