Chapter 10
SONNETS of Love & Romance
Since I was just a little boy, I have had great respect and admiration for the
Immortal Bard. As previously shared, my father gifted me the
Complete Works of William Shakespeare for Christmas in 1989, when I was only 10 years old! Around that same time, I read the entire play:
The Merchant of Venice. I didn't understand a word of it, but was determined to finish what I had started.
I was blessed to have been born to a family who both understood and venerated the talent, greatness, and wisdom of that remarkable Briton's prolific pen. In addition to his 37 plays, Shakespeare also composed 154 sonnets. His sonnets were all crafted using the same style of rhyme and rhythm: 14 lines in iambic pentameter (10 beats or syllables per line) using the rhyming pattern of ABAB, CDCD, EFEF, GG. It is from a sense of pure, sheer, and deep veneration of the GOAT of English Literature and poetry that I chose to craft my own sonnets in this same format, as follows...
Sonnet 1 (Pure Unsullied Sweetness)The pure unsullied sweetness in her face,
Unveils far more than just mere pulchritude.
Her every movement filled with perfect grace,
Hides inner beauty most have never viewed!
The eye alone so poorly judges light,
And oft ensnares mere senses in its grasp,
Rewarding far too much on simple sight,
Ignoring all that's held in a soul's clasp!
But when her inward majesty's revealed,
To one who recognizes Godly grace,
'Tis like a vision of a pure gold field,
Enriching outer beauty in her face!
Alas, my most rewarding quest shall be:
To find her grace and share eternity!
Sonnet 2 (
The Best Kind of Me)
If I am to win the true heart of she,
And find victory upon the white shore—
Oh, then I must be the best kind of me:
Giving my all to a principled core.
There's no other way to woo and to win
The heart and soul of so mighty a dame.
Mere thoughts of her cause my young head to spin,
To marry such grace is better than fame.
There's no other way to equal the bill,
Than giving my all to the name of pure good,
Deomonstrating that I have a good will,
Doing my best to do all that I should.
There's no better prize than her presence see,
And nothing brings greater joy unto me!
Sonnet 3 (
My Lovely Queen)
My lovely Queen to whom I give my heart,
Upon this day of promise I declare:
That I shall ever strive to do my part,
And vigilantly keep myself aware
Of your needs: I forthwith am your servant,
And equal partner in solemnity.
Witnessing that I shall 'ere be fervent
In the execution of my duty.
For as I kneel and make this vow to thee,
My promise is to more than just thee love,
Besides a witness to society,
This union marks an oath with God above:
That I will dedicate unto the end,
To honor, serve, and love my dearest friend!
Sonnet 4 (
Long Distance Romance)
Of all the women I have ever met,
My (name here) tops the list for this lad's heart,
And on this day of romance I shall let,
My love for her begin to make its start!
Although it's true that we're a world apart,
And find myself away from her sweet soul,
I feel as though my heart beats with her heart,
To come nearer to her is now my goal!
And how I wish my presence soon will join,
With her great spirit now so far from me,
That somehow I might manage to purloin,
A tender kiss from her excellency!
What bliss awaits for lovers true like we,
It's like a taste of immortality!
Sonnet 5 (
Romance in Old Age)
Though past by far her fair and tender prime,
And former silken locks have grown a-hoary;
While aged skin proves sovereignty of time,
And eyes blind, bereft the weight of glory
In store for this fair woman soon to be
Higher than the angels, yea—a Goddess—
Blessed again with matchless youthful beauty,
Putting mortal looks to shame. I'd confess
In this sphere has such beauty ne'er been viewed,
Even amidst the fairest in the land;
Yet grows by spades within women imbued,
With heaven's own goodness, so pure, so grand!
That upon time's termination doth prove:
That true love's beauty, and true beauty's love.
Sonnet 6 (
Brightly Smiling Hope)
If hope still brightly smiles upon my chance,
And if her heart still lives within my grasp,
If somewhere in the future of romance,
We twain shall meet at last in spirit's clasp.
If light still boldly burneth at the end,
And she and I could yet be one in soul,
If she could condescend to be my friend,
In time, mid patience, we'd both find our goal.
If what appeared to be was a facade,
And burnished hopes triumphant voice did speak,
Proclaiming loud and clear the voice of God,
That anything can be unto the meek.
My radiant heart would all but burst with glee,
I'd with my Queen throughout eternity!
Sonnet 7 (
Nothing Sweeter)
There is nothing sweeter than my Lady,
Whose blessed soul caresses me with love.
Her greatness and beauty is uncanny,
A selfless Angel sent from God above,
She emanates celestial majesty
To every child of God whom she doth see.
For me her countenance spawns ecstasy,
Burgeoning my heart residually,
Sustaining life and passion in my breast,
Inspiring me to always be my best,
And patiently await for what's in store.
Alas, there's nothing purer than my wife!
The sweetest single being in my life!
Sonnet 8 (
One and Only)
To the one and only woman of my dreams:
This day I pledge my heart to you!
No matter how drawn out the battle seems,
I will not faint nor falter; I'll be true!
Entirely dedicated thus to serve
You as my precious Queen you will remain,
Joined in a sacred union you deserve,
That'll ne'er be dissolved; I speak this plain:
That You, the tender sweetheart of my youth,
Whose name's inscribed in my heart next to God,
Shall sit upon a throne with me in truth,
Where I will heap glory, honor, and laud!
Eternally upon your priceless soul,
Whose light and life forever I'll extol!
Sonnet 9 (
Richly Refined Elegance)
There is no finer woman on the Earth for me,
Whose richly refined elegance and beauty
Bespeak unto me the worth of her angelic soul.
My eyes they dance, and my heart doth melt
When in her presence. And what of my ears?
The sound of her voice supplies me with
Heavenly evidence of her majesty,
For which I rejoice! But deeper still is something
Much greater. To find and marry one such as her
Is the supremest of blessings to me.
How grateful I feel to be her sir—
The man she chose to love so tenderly.
My love for her is like the burning sun,
Excepting that our love will ne'er be done!
Sonnet 10 (
When the Day Arrives)
When the day arrives and I see her face,
A face that doesn't turn away from me—
In spite of beauty, intellect, and grace—
I'll pause and softly question: can it be?
For after all the failure and the smart,
I'm hoping now for days of pure sweet bliss,
Beyond those days of old that broke my heart,
Where I can sit and savor her sweet kiss!
The joy I feel in making it this far,
Leads me to believe that I can finish
The journey that is leading to my start,
Where eternal joy will ne'er diminish.
Perhaps the pain once felt too much for me,
Yet enduring that pain has set me free!
July 19, 2023
Palm Beach Gardens, Florida, USA
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Beautiful.
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