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 sonnetpoet
Joined: 2/8/2009
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A DEAREST ROSE.

To a dearest Rose…
She is, to all romantic taste
A sweetest reception
For she is, to a garden, the rose embraced
By nature’s high hand
All choice in fair selection
No rose does furnish an air’s perfume
More blushed to crimson’s red
And more loved is this flowered bloom
This rosiest darling
What words, in highest praise
Can be more honest said

Should ever I see a dear rose of such adore
Then I cannot love that dear rose no more
 sonnetpoet
Joined: 2/8/2009
Msg: 2
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Posted: 2/18/2009 7:08:35 AM
BENEATH THE SKIN.

There is no flaw to natural beauty’s look
No discolour to gold
However deep, the gauge of investigation
Find the truth of a tale within the book
For, a cover may not unfold
The beauty of a readings interpretation
If you love the peach, is not the hurried skin
To protect the darling’s taste
So a soft bite brings the dribbled unhurried ride
That joy’s juiced flesh which lies within
To reach the core without haste
And realise the beauty of what lies inside

Love the Caterpillar, in its worming view
Then know how the Butterfly will love you
 tranquilrose
Joined: 4/24/2008
Msg: 3
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Posted: 2/18/2009 10:27:15 PM
This evening the sky is gray,
There are patches of brown and green grass,
On the summer lawn.
Humidity is giving way to
A rather brisk breeze.
Washing is bone dry on the line.
The cat is sleeping on a mat,
Outside the dog is quietly resting
In her kennel.
The garden is parched
Dirt dry and loose.
Television weather forecast
Is for heavy early morning rain,
To lay the dust and refresh all of nature.
 sonnetpoet
Joined: 2/8/2009
Msg: 4
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Posted: 2/18/2009 10:43:39 PM
Thank you, Rose, for adding such a lovely sonnet about nature as it is.
Be well, dear Lady...

ODE TO AGE.
What sweet care is a dance of time’s move
That velvet age clothes the feet
And laughter ploughs a timeless groove
To plant the seeds for future’s wakening treat
To jig in time to a merry later
Dance into time with a soft smiling grace
Old love’s gold is all the greater
And dear lines are experience of life’s face
Waltz the dream of limelight’s draw
Into limits that pass impressions, unknown
Time’s eyes are all of love’s adore
Within this shell that life has, fortunate, grown

Be never afraid of what is progress
For what is past is for all youth to impress
 michellewind
Joined: 6/3/2008
Msg: 5
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Posted: 2/19/2009 10:07:28 AM
I stand before you ever present
in this body created for love,
its' sinuous lines, it's an hour
glass in time, of all women
who have endured, to bring
forth pureness, and new life,
the lines will tell you where
I've been, but the heart is
reborn,
in every waking morn.


"Beauty is a gift of nature,
but age is a work of art".
 sonnetpoet
Joined: 2/8/2009
Msg: 6
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Posted: 2/20/2009 12:51:28 AM
Just lovely, Michelle...Sonnets are a beauty's work...

IN ORDER TO LOVE.

What pleasure lies in dour organisation
Fence-sticks, in order of arranged scheme
Imprisoned rules, with no sweet animation
Locked to the days as a punished regime
And… How does one organise emotion
Love’s merry dance, an unexpected vibration
What logical mind can hold back dear notion
Of spirals and twirls, to passion’s motivation
Come, dear heart, dance to tunes in my dark
Let restriction be the close order of the day
For those who fear a sweet wandering spark
The freedom of love is hearts’ sudden display

Love is not a time of some fortunate wait
It is a joyous element of love’s demonstrate
 sonnetpoet
Joined: 2/8/2009
Msg: 7
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Posted: 2/20/2009 9:34:28 AM
THE CLOCK.

Do you tick my life to a natural time
With enamel face and numbered hours
My life’s in your hands, a bell’s chime
We watch each other, this life of ours
Your wheels and tooth-cogs spin away
Keeping time, to heart’s dancing beat
I wake to an alarm, your hours display
And retire, to a call of day’s complete
Dear clock, there is one thing I know
You may time me but your time I lend
I please myself, as to how long I go
If I don’t wind you up… It’s your end

Sad, be it, if you see time as your master
Your life be shorter if the clock go faster
 mystic writer
Joined: 5/27/2007
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Posted: 2/20/2009 3:13:46 PM


Only when my clocks stops, does my life begin...mussie
 sonnetpoet
Joined: 2/8/2009
Msg: 9
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Posted: 2/20/2009 11:45:58 PM
When your clock stops...It's 'Dream-Time'!

NO MORE BEAUTY.

There is no sweeter warmth than a rising sun
Nor higher assurance than when moon ascend
Yet each is paled to beauty of a smile begun
The high-light reflected when bright eyes send
Each, a joy which belongs to a higher ceiling
What praise is lauded on beauty’s arranging
None might excel what love has in its revealing
All the wonders on earth are beyond changing
The sigh when witness to a rainbow’s bending
Or the flight of dawn’s race as it comes to view
None match the sensations that has love sending
When my eyes are sighted to the beauty of you

Stay your eyes to beauty when nature gives calling
Yet, my eyes seek your face for beauty’s enthralling
 sonnetpoet
Joined: 2/8/2009
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Posted: 2/22/2009 3:04:21 AM
ALL-TIME LOVE.

Dearest love is a sweet joy of having all-days
That I loved you from a first beautiful moment
For I love you in a time’s forever and in all ways
In the present, the future and in memory’s content

And will do so, till memory fades in my eyes
The test of love is the knowing that life’s duration
Loving you is an always time, with no goodbyes
Till you are a dream to my mind’s concentration

You are full of soft days and sweet darling nights
From when my eyes lit to your face, in never forget
While our hearts join in heaven’s homeward flight
Love is forever, from a first time love is sweetly met

Love is an all-time sweetening, where time flies
From a dear first-time meeting, till all time dies.
 mystic writer
Joined: 5/27/2007
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Posted: 2/22/2009 5:02:29 AM
Ron, your sonnets are all beautiful, each one is my favorite...does that make sense?...mussie
 sonnetpoet
Joined: 2/8/2009
Msg: 12
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Posted: 2/22/2009 5:40:35 AM
Here is your answer, dear Mussie...

HOW MIGHT I CHOOSE.

How might I choose any flower
When all are kissed by a Summer’s air
And comfort’s warmth gives a blush
To the joy of nature’s love affair

And how might I chose darling’s face
When all are peachy perfection
And sweet eyes are to steal dear choice
So mind is not thoughtful to selection

Then how might I choose a poet’s write
All are beyond comparison’s lead
That lines are in dream’s enticement
All to a joy of generous comforts read

When there is choice and given to a lover
The honesty is, one’s as good as the other
 michellewind
Joined: 6/3/2008
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Posted: 2/23/2009 7:17:37 PM
Dear Ron,
you might be a great writer,
but you have an empty heart,
you left some people wanting
more than you could give,
so you left,
you a tiny little man,
leaving a trail of love sonnets.
 mystic writer
Joined: 5/27/2007
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Posted: 2/23/2009 7:35:19 PM
It's true, I sometimes want more than Ron can give, Michelle, but he does not have an empty heart...believe me!...
 michellewind
Joined: 6/3/2008
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Posted: 2/24/2009 12:51:24 PM
I don't know how you feel,
but I feel, he left without
word of goodbye, or why,
we started a friendship
and then he dismissed himself.
To me that is a coward's way out,
and heartless. Sorry, that's
how I feel, about Ron S. King.
 mystic writer
Joined: 5/27/2007
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Posted: 2/24/2009 7:03:30 PM
I cannot speak for Ron, or why he left, but do know he has a lot of friends ...you however are entitled to your feelings, and I don't make judgments...
 michellewind
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Posted: 2/24/2009 8:50:29 PM
Sorry, mystic. and you are entitled to yours as well...
but I am not a doormat, and I am not judging him, I am just telling it like it is.
 mystic writer
Joined: 5/27/2007
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Posted: 2/25/2009 5:30:31 PM
Every female falls in love with Ron, through his poetry...he is such a dreamer...
and a romantic...
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