Sing
me a sonnet of springs first sweet kiss.
Let
me gaze at splendid colors around.
warm
sun touching my cheeks; the cold remiss.
those
angelic sounds of spring now abound.
The
morning songbirds sing loud flying high,
honks
of northbound geese waving in the mist.
the
buzz of the bees all about the sky
The
bedroom curtains gently dance and twist
whisper
to me lines of a Summer's rhyme.
Sing
me a last sweet winter serenade;
of
things my memory shall keep in time
renewal
of nature for which we prayed
await
our toast to this sonnet with wine
springs
first sweet kiss, we relax in the shade.
Ken
Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran and poet residing in Oklahoma. Ken
enjoys music, writing and spending time with his cats Willa, Hemi and Turbo. He
has one poetry collection, The
Cellaring and is Co-Editor for 2 poetry anthologies. His work can be
viewed in numerous (online) magazines and anthologies worldwide. Ken loves
life!
beautiful sonnet
ReplyDeletemany thanks Jack, much appreciated!
DeleteDear Ken,
ReplyDeleteI have felt the first kiss of Spring with a touch of Summer. I'm glad we have left the cold behind, everything is green, blossoms, fragrances, your poem. Thank you for sharing.
All my best,
Inge
Yes, yes, for sure Inge, the smells of Spring are upon us!
DeleteThank you for the beautiful sonnet, Ken. My favorite line: "The bedroom curtains gently dance and twist." Thank you for sharing. Continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ
(www.creativeinspirationspp.blogspot.com)
Your kind words are truly appreciated Rev Reynolds. My thanks and daily blessings to you!
DeleteVery descriptive Sonnet Ken
ReplyDeleteGreat words of spring spring forth.
Knight Writer
Thank you for your kind words Yancy, Ken
DeleteWonderful scene!
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