Category Sonnet


by Luis G. Dato After we’re fifty, what to us the meedOr garden, or what mystic meaning yetMay Christmas hold or memory forget,Which the heart spurns and will refuse to heed;The thorns of what late flowers may make bleedThe heart…

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Two Sonnets

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By Luis Dato Harvest ‘Mid stalks low-bending with sun-ripened grain,You loomed upon my ravished, sinful eyes;I listened lost in wondering surprise,While in the evening rang your sweet refrain.Weeping, I wished I were some hamlet swain,And, like him, quietened into looks…

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eireen alexa

by Luis G. Dato ‘Tis strange that I should falter in this hour, As thus we stand in the last light of day, Strange that my lips refuse their word to say, As in your hands you crush a silk-blown…

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danica antuerpia

I ride beside you in the jolting bus, And at the contact of your arm, your hand, Exhilaration surge beyond command And sweep o’er me, between the two of us, Above the hiss of traffic and the fuss O’er fare…

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rebecca roaring villaraza

by Luis G. Dato On a sofa, you sit beside me near, Your picture smiling from the sala wall. At last! and if your face I see at all, Beyond recall you rouse desire, I fear! Not that the world…

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michella barranda

by Luis G. Dato Waiting for two to make a foursome game Beside the empty table by the wall, We look up when we see some neighbors call And from somewhere hear mention of your name, How opportune that at…

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yambot valeroso mary ann

by Luis G. Dato Waiting for you, I light a cigarette, A pack, in fact, and all about the floor The ashes flip — this late you’ll come no more, Or maybe you’ll be late, you’ll not forget That here…

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jennifer stewart

by Luis G. Dato In the hot sun, the low, damp fields exuđe A warmth, a sultriness presaging rain. The wind no breath of life gives to the plain And the still branches of the somnolent wood, Earth’s a tremendous…

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Nirvie Rica Amandy Padrigon

by Luis G. Dato How far into the matter have you gone, O dear, in the rapport to have with God? What thoughts crept of the ultimate abode, In your quiet moments in the night alone, What light of hope…

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Nirvie Rica Amandy Padrigon

by Luis G. Dato Last night to a kinswoman’s wake we went — The house threw o’er the street a garish glare, And as we climbed the lighted, well-worn stair I mused on life and death, what they all meant;…

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