March 6, 2009
By smsilverwolf BRONZE, Ellicott City, Maryland
smsilverwolf BRONZE, Ellicott City, Maryland
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I dreamt of sweetness that I held in hand
The same as all my other friends would do;
But simple dreams grew into that of man
And everything I thought was only you.
I did not know where I would seek to find
So precious of a gem I held in sight;
But all I knew was what I saw from mind
Could only be the dream that fit most right.
I did indeed delight my soul at last,
A lifesick love felt hearth of home at heart,
So why then is this reappearing past,
When life fulfilled in love had only start?
I could not pull my hand out of the jar;
The hand that held my dreams had reached too far.

The author's comments:
This is a sonnet with all the traditional rules and iambic pentameter. I wrote it when I was thinking about a cerain man whom I feel very drawn toward, yet I know that I cannot reach him. It reflects my hope to somehow breach the barrier to his world's stage and my realization that I cannot do it on my own; I would simply overextend myself and fall into my own efforts in failure. That sounds depressing, but it is not without hope.

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DanaChi said...
on Nov. 2 2009 at 12:20 am
I think your sonnet was fantastic you did a good job with it. Its beautiful.


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