Friday, April 20, 2018

Sonnet 100, Springs First Sweet Kiss--By Ken Allan Dronsfield--United States

Sonnet 100, Springs First Sweet Kiss

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!


  1. Dear Ken,

    I 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,

    1. Yes, yes, for sure Inge, the smells of Spring are upon us!

  2. Thank you for the beautiful sonnet, Ken. My favorite line: "The bedroom curtains gently dance and twist." Thank you for sharing. Continued blessings!


    1. Your kind words are truly appreciated Rev Reynolds. My thanks and daily blessings to you!

  3. Very descriptive Sonnet Ken
    Great words of spring spring forth.
    Knight Writer