Category Sonnet

XCVIII

ハート ジョー

by Luis G. Dato O punctuate my sonnets with your voice, Give periods and the commas to my lines, For word with word with slippery ease combines, And in the process difficult the choice. Mix, intersperse love with earth-earthy Joyce,…

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XCVII

Clariz Salvador

by Luis G. Dato I love you with each rhyme, with every beat And foot and meter, each throb of my heart. When you come near and when you stay apart, I find in every word a message sweet That…

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XCVI

clariz salvador

by Luis G. Dato On an uneven keel my ships of song Have sailed the seas and oceans of our time, Not always flawless have been all our rhyme, The masts astern of meter not all strong. My barks have…

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XCV

clariz salvador

by Luis G. Dato And now this mountain that we see beyond, Blue from a distance, green as we go near, Pair, beautiful she ever shall appear, With Nature and with earth our common bond. Of all her changing moods…

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XCIV

clariz salvador

by Luis G. Dato How bright yon star gleams o’er the coco palms, All other stars of evening to outshine, Illumining this sorrowful life of mine, Where love receives not for its pains an alms. Fair evening in the starlight…

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XCIII

clariz salvador

by Luis G. Dato Then let us now our love, dear, consummate And reap our roses while they are in bloom, Soon, ere we know it, we shall each make room For others and for us it will be late,…

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XCII

izy shane ii

by Luis G. Dato My love, my love, the evening hills grow dark, And the lush fields lie quiet in the night, Up in the sky there is no sudden flight Or song of nightingale or the blithe lark, To…

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XCI

izy shane ii

by Luis G. Dato I tread the stones you tread each day to school, Now when the road impassable has been To trucks that ply the town and coast between, Dotted with rut and furrow, stagnant pool. And I can…

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XC

izy shane ii

by Luis G. Dato O rain, dear rain, ‘tis falling everywhere, Or so it seems, on field and hill and sea, The sky’s forbidding far as eye could see, The earth is sombre that erstwhile was fair, The hills that…

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LXXXIX

izy shane ii

by Luis G. Dato And now the rain — from Heaven silver spears Incessant fall the sad earth to subdue, The silent hills and mountains hide from view, In the horizon not one ray appears. Oppressive mien of mourning Nature…

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