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Valentine's Day Sonnet

VALENTINE'S DAY SONNET by Ian Thomson

My love for her is like a cloak
Hung round her shoulders, keeps her warm
And oft like priceless Persian rug
Beneath her feet, she's safe from harm.

For her, my Love's a Summer Isle.
So blue skies every day she'd see.
My Love is hers', at her command,
For loving her is all to me.

Her Love is quiet and sincere,
I need no fireworks,for I know.
That where she bides is where I'll be
There is no other place I'd go

My Love means everything to me;
Hers is the gift that sets me free.

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Structured: Western
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Comments

nice poem. Are you really not taking suggestions?....................scribbler

Any and all suggestions are welcome - I must get into the new system, and keep off the wine when inputting my scratchings

Regards

Ian

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author comment

just a few alternate ideas you are free to trash
L-6 change and to with
L-7 delete comma
L-10 if rhyme break was not intentional you could try something like : All I'd ask is she stay true to form
L-12 change storms to storm
poem is filled with emotion as is....................stan

Thanks, Shirl, for taking the time to read this. I'm glad you enjoyed it.. I see what you mean about "is, in return" but I think it needs the "is" to help the rhythm with that extra syllable. I am hoping this will get me off the hook for Valentine's cards and presents. lol.

Love

Ian xxx

PS The sonnet form I used is Shakespearian, with 14 lines arranged in 3 verses of 4 lines and a finishing verse of 2 lines.

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author comment

this is a beautifull heartsong to gift your Valentine to celebrate Love in its sublime form...

warmly..

raj (sublime_ocean)

Glad you enjoyed the verses, I must have saved a fortune in presents over the years by writing her poetry. lol.

Kindest Regards
Ian

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author comment

Thanks for the kind words, Lonnie. I guess the line between love expression and mawkish sentimentality is quite a difficult one to hold to. Glad you enjoyed it.

Kindest Regards

Ian

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author comment

Oh this is good Tam o' Shanter,
tilted sideways happily
on your jaunt of a poem full of happy thoughts.

I wouldn't mind being told something like this,
no one writes poetry for me, who loves me
like that, you and she are lucky. :)

Very nice, just one place :-

"Her Love is quiet and sincere,"...her love is quiet and so sincere..there's just something about that lone rhythm-wise that troubles me Ian.

Happy thank you for posting this one, and my love too,
Ann

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

Thanks , Ann, for taking the time to read this. I guess I am a romantic and she is an angel.

I am so glad you enjoyed the write

Love

Ian xx

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author comment

Of course I have some suggestions, but these are all more stylistic preferences than anything else.

That said, here's my take, with modified lines preceded by an asterisk, "*."

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*My Love imbues her with a cloak
That, round her shoulders, keeps her warm.
*My Love is like a Persian rug,
Beneath her feet, she's safe from harm.

My Love could be a Summer Isle.
So blue skies every day she'd see.
My Love is hers', at her command,
For loving her is all to me.

Her Love is quiet and sincere,
*I need no garish fireworks show.
For where she is - that's where I'll be
There is no other place I'd go

My Love means everything to me;
She is the gift, that set me free
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Line 1 and 3 are linked. I felt line 3 was a minor stumble so I looked for a modification of line 1 to allow "like a" to be use in place of "could be." With this, I wanted to give a bit more power to your initial statement, adding to the feel you create in the piece.

For line 10, I like the sentiment but "flashy" seemed to compete for notice with the image and I feel "garish" set a better tone.

So, those are the stylistic suggestions. Let me take a moment to compliment you on several excellent lines. Don't get me wrong, the poem is both warm and comforting and any woman should flush when she reads it, but there are lines that stand out for me.

The combination of lines 2 and 4 are great. They set the tone and feel of this poem and set it apart from the standard love poetry that is impossible to read without cringing.

Line 8 is poignant and soothing and subtly switches the focus of the poem from your feelings and how they affect her to how loving her affects you. Artfully done.

The last couplet is an excellent ending. It's reassuring and affectionate and completes the cycle started in the first lines where your love was what kept her warm and safe and her love is what allows you to be free to love her.

Now, this is the feel and meaning I got from the poem. I could be over-reaching and assigning meaning you did not intend. If so, take my comments as the effect your poem had on my interpretation.

And as far as my stylistic preferences, take any, all, or none, at your discretion.

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Jonathan Moore

Jonathan, thanks for the time and effort you put into this. In many ways your crit is far superior to my poem.
I've had a revision of verse 1 as you are right about a slight discordance. Your understanding of the theme was exactly right.

Regards

Ian

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author comment

What kind of sonnet is this supposed to be? Is it just something you used in the title or an actual sonnet - the rhyming scheme is throwing me off and I'm a bit confused. If I had that little bit of clarification I'd be able to help out more with some possible suggestions.

The poem itself is very sweet - I'd be happy to receive such a poem from my husband. (But that would surely never happen - HA!)

It is such a secret place, the land of tears. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

I guess this is a Scots sonnet, which is a form unknown to the wider population of the world ( i. e. those who would like to be Scottish) and used only by those who are Scots. The Shakespearian version has a structure of abab cdcd efef gg, mine is abcb defe ghih jj. Works for me!

Thanks for the visit, give your man a boot up the backside and get him writing!

Ian

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author comment

I've thought about the first line for a couple of days now, including during an hour+ drive last night, and I am having a minor stumble on it and I believe because it is a syllable long.

I like the line and the feeling it creates and would suggest:

"My love is like a winter cloak,"

To smooth it out.

But again, I really like this poem for all the reason I had previously stated.

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Jonathan Moore

I agree, Jonathan, so I changed it. Thanks again for the invaluable input

Ian

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author comment

Love the sentiment, though I think some minor changes would work for me (I'll never get a sonnet from Barry so just let me pretend it's mine and since it is, it is mine to revise.)

N

My love for her is like a cloak
upon her shoulders I keep her warm
And like a priceless Persian rug
I lay beneath her feet, save her from harm.

Maybe this isn't what you had in mind, but what can I say, just think of your intended and you'll alter anything if need be.

Love ya,
Anna

p.s. There are quite a few knights in shining armor here. I like that on a poetry site.

I totally agree with the sentiment, but I fear it turns my di-dum-di-dum-di-dum into a di-diddly-dum-di-diddle-diddle -diddley-dum. Alas and alack methinks I have but one question of thee, my fiery Titania ........... Why has Bodhidharma left for the East?

Love

Ian XXX

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I've given critique previously and my reasons for suggestions and I just have to say I am a fan of this piece.

For those wondering if I am commenting just to comment, no. Ian edited, I revisited, and this is my assessment of his reworking of the piece based on the suggestions that have been offered by any and all.

And I find this piece easy to read and to follow and it made me smile in a wistful way.

I just like it.

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Jonathan Moore

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