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A Sonnet for those who lack Love

Sustained in one pure note of heaven’s score
That falls from one composing angel’s hands,
Then finds its way through ether’s grasps to soar,
There lies one essence that a heart demands:
This thing called, “love.” For ev’ry human love
Will rise toward God’s Elysium to plead
A case. Yet, when black ravens fly above,
To such ill fortune’s force love may concede,
But still solicit from the dreaming youth
Desires that likely lead to pain and rue
And battle to attain an absent truth.
Yet, often, when love does recede—it’s true
That even some failed love one might recall—
Is better than not having loved at all.

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I can only say that you have touched.my heart today, what a very very beautiful sonnet Sir. You brought a tear to my eye. Once again you have sonnetized me (humble grin) I'm thinking I should start calling you Sk?

Maybe a title like
Sonnet of faded love

Of course your ending is classic, it's better to have loved than never to have loved at all
Like
Better to be alone than with the wrong person

Lovely JK

Thank you...Teddy

It is such a fine and dandy thing
this thing called love, it's true
I wonder where it comes from
and where it goes, when it departs from you
My guess is that, it leaves the host
sneaks out across the lawn, and then when
you go looking, you find that it is gone.
But, be assured that if you search
you will find another; for love is just a feeling
that comes from someone other.
.Sorry, I just couldn't resist. ~ Geez.
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far be it for me to bring a tear to your eye, on the contraire, I think I'd rather see that "humble grin" on your face, so I could join you in silent--or uproarious laughter. However, I do appreciate the lovely complement. About the title? It's just a working one to give the reader a quick idea what the sonnet is about. I prefer to give my sonnets a number, and this one would be 38. Thanks for reading--and the tear that is so sweet, but not a bit salty (grinn on my face, lol). Have a happy day. Jerry

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Is just fine. I'm always learning about sonnet so I guess I myself am on sonnet 1. Although I have 2 more that I will work on in the future, oh these things take years lol

Thank you...Teddy

I'm so pleased to read that you endeavor to become a sonneteer, which is a fine goal you have set for yourself. If I can help, please feel free to let me know. Jerry

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well, I just sent an unfinished reply to your comment into cyberspace. Heavens man! don't you believe in that little imp Cupid who carefully selects his target to insure that each pot gets a matching lid? I got a fine lid that matches this pot: Me. Thank you for the nice comment. Jerry

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an image-drenched piece that oozes substance.

Can't really find a constructive criticism; I guess we have to accept that sometimes we write perfectly, as you have done with this sonnet.

This should go into a workshop as a masterclass piece.

Excellent work.

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"Problem-Reaction-Solution"

Hi Jerry, what a lovely sonnet. It brings tears to my eyes, same as others have said. No nits, I shall return because now I must prepare a meal on this lovely Spring day. All the best, Gracy

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

Jerry asked me (Lynda, his wife)to read both your wonderful comments and thank you from the bottom of his heart. He's happy with your approval of his humble write and wishes you all the best. L.K. for JerryK

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I'm not sure of how to recieve this message. Are you leaving Neo. for just a while, or is it a permanet thing? I know that you had some problems with your eyes and were to have some surgery. ~ Geez.
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keep ,my space in this circle of fellow bards open, please. I'll be back as soon as my condition permits. Regards, Jerry

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with some great relief, that I hear of your eventual return. Never fear, your spot amongst the bards of this space is safe and it shall be rendered unto you when the time comes. Pro Tempore. ~ Geez.
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JerryK authorized me to, now and then, draw from his notes and post one or another of his sickeningly sweet poems to make certain that no one else will usurp his place in this highly esteemed congregation of laurel-bearing poets. Sir, by now you must be aware that my husband, the old fart, coerced me to introduce myself in this manner. I am of course Lynda, his lawfully wedded spouse. Marrying me lawfully has been the only lawful thing he ever did. Just think, Sir; only 51 years ago I used to be a normal young female--but you should see me now--thanks to HIM. Sir, wacky as this letter of introduction may sound to you, it is the best I can do. Pleased to meet you. LK.

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I am honored to meet the woman that could live with Jerry for that length of time. He has spoken of you in glowing terms and made sure that I would be impressed with your fortitude and grace. I am. Hopefully, you will not be forced to select and post from his awful manuscripts for much longer. He's a good old codger with his heart in the right place, but his flights of fancy are... well, lets just say... well, let's not and say we did. ~ Yours and truly, Sir Gee.
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Well said, Sir; his flights of fancy are bound to land him in the booby hatch. Unbearable he is, but a good old egg. Except when he sulks and whines about his eyesight and quacks. He will see the eye surgeon in the morning. He asks me to tell you to send him your well-studied girlie magazines-- Thank you, it's been an honor meeting the man who keeps J. straight. LyndaK.

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