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What more, but this ballpoint pen holds the truth
To all of my heart's anchored desires?
To what else am I slave enough to let loose,
Besides this ink, and thought's eternal fires?

Others find their pleasure in distant dreams
Where hope is fantasy and light is dark;
Where imagination has lost its gleam
And artists have no ambition; no heart.

Yet, my ship of thought is built of strong wood
And I am bold in the seas of this life,
So come lash yourself to the bow that withstood
The harshest roilings of the ocean's strife.

For, some tread water perpetually
But I refuse to be claimed by the sea.

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jthserrajthserraalmost 20 years ago
An excellent and rich sonnet...

as well as a look into the heart and soul of a poet. The perseverance and tenacity to search and find meaning in images. Some wonderful metaphor and phrasing add dimension to it all. The meter, with the exception of a couple of breaks, is wonderful and the rhyme was very subtle. All in all a wonderful poem... a wonderful sonnet. Well done.

jim : )

TathagataTathagataalmost 20 years ago
Wow

If Ange says it's a sonnet it must be

: )

All I know is that it's lyrical, thought provoking and beautifully phrased

Great work

Thank you

AngelineAngelinealmost 20 years ago
A Sonnet!

Nothing like reading a sonnet first thing on a Sunday! And this is a lovely one, written with a searching delicacy that is somehow balanced with resolve. You made it work and I really enjoyed reading it. :)

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