Sonnet 1: Ah, Who Is This I See Before My Eyes Poem by David Wood
Sonnet 1: Ah, Who Is This I See Before My Eyes
Ah, who is this I see before my eyes
Such a delicate flower I behold
Listen, she fills my heart with such sweet sighs
With her sweet love I could gladly grow old.
But what do I see, she is with another
Who holds the key to her heart’s desire
How to win her heart I must discover
Because my heart now burns with such fire.
How can I win the heart of this sweet girl?
To win her heart and make her mine alone
And separate her from her love’s dull churl;
Until I win her love my heart will groan.
Will she be the one that I will marry?
And to the church I will one day carry.
With her sweet love I could gladly grow old. Love sweetly expressed. Another sonnet of beauty.
I enjoy reading this form because I love to see how writers respond to the constraints imposed by forms with rules and guidelines. This one does not disappoint. I too wrote a poem (not a sonnet) about the moment I met my husband. Apparently you had a challenge on your hands, a problem to solve... Perfect for a sonnet... And the beginning of a lovely relationship...and the opportunity to separate her from love's dull churl. So it seems you not only got the rhythms and rhyming down, but also the problem, and the 'but' stanza... Well done!
Put The Mister to run. After all you are a poet what can be better than that? ?
this is a lovely sonnet about one of the most important days in our lives.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 1:24:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice poem. like it. i invite you to read my poems & comment.