3rd sonnet

The eternal lines live still, but the boy,

where does he dwell, the young man with a face

more fair than any girl, and with more grace

than a princess royal, endowed for her joy?

 

His eyes like the blue rounded heavens shone

for some one unbounded love, but not you;

and you loved him all the same, though you knew

that his charm would fade, and one day be gone.

 

And what is he now, this man: an idea

in the mind. But a shade can never die,

and beautiful remains, as long as I’m here

to feel it. One day with him I too will lie.

But the idea will live though we all die,

and the firmament itself disappear.

 

9 April 2016

7 thoughts on “3rd sonnet”

  1. btw, i have called it 3rd sonnet because it is the third sonnet i have written. The last one was about 5 years ago, and nothing to do with WS. Im back at uni – aged 51 and 3 quarters

  2. yeh, i like those too. I know the poem itself isn’t much. This was a class exercise- a personal response to Shakespeare’s sonnet 20, and i had to write in that style, you know. I have a couple more to come , which i think are a bit better.
    Thanks for the positive note, Dean.

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