By J Ann Crowder

Dear, exemplifier—nature’s wonder
Trellises hewn by a Bard’s colloquy
Colored in pearls and light’s infinity
Enamored by stardust—magic thunder
 
Forgotten tales’ spun charm, set asunder
Fading, choired Fey—a magic worldly
Gone, GONE!—spellbinding ruins thus ghostly
A fading Muse and convulsive shudder
 
At last, unshackled by wanton dreams’ hearts
Loosed in full play, dancing with indulgence
Riotous souls—wild wishes grappling stars
 
Unearthed courage dressed in thyme—truth imparts
Releasing passions of luminescence
Freeing nature’s truth—Utopian art

Describes the plight of an artist. The fading muse, or lost inspiration, sometimes dormant. We find the fading muse and write, paint, create. This is my first attemp at a Sonnet. Written July 12th, 2016.

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Charlotte B. Williams
over 3 years

Very deep.

Francis
over 3 years

What a beautiful sonnet. I'm with Robert; I need to read it again to fully understand its meaning. In the meantime - Bravo!

Francis
Francis
over 3 years

@Jenifer Wilkinson Crowder: Many thanks :)

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
over 3 years

@Francis: I accidentally just deleted all that. Oops. But, I'm glad you read it. Nelson interpreted it the way it was meant. But, like all poems, the reader is free to find their own meaning.

Robert L. Martin
over 3 years

It really moves. I have to read it a few more times to get the true meaning.

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
over 3 years

Sometimes I like to make it a challenge for the reader. I now can say I have written a sonnet. I surprisingly really enjoyed moving out of my comfort zone! Writers on this site have inspired me to spread out a little more and try something new. Thank you Robert!

Nelson D Reyes
over 3 years

Artists are gifted with seeing things, events clearly. Artists are clairvoyant.
He/she is at once pragmatic and a utopian. That's why "...releasing passions of luminescence
freeing nature's truth" (clearly said), at the same time "dancing with indulgence...grappling
stars" (wow!). That's what artists do. Sad though that more often than not their works are laid
aside, fade away, seem fated to die..."Gone, GONE!". Only that we relish some "...hewn trellises
of colored pearls their riotous souls spun". You are one, Jenifer. I love you for it.

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
over 3 years

Wow! You always reply with the most amazing words! You are very generous. Thank you Nelson! And likewise! You are an artist too. I enjoy receiving feedback from others who write poetry too.

Vic
over 3 years

Oh wow, a Petrarchan sonnet. Beautifully done; I am jealous. I like.

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
over 3 years

Thank you!

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