Sweet Summer, 1912, John William Waterhouse |
sweet days
of summer she longs to relax
lying by the fountain she craves a drink
romantic dreams, time slipping through the cracks
ah the thorns of love , roses of blush pink
fresh water to cool her burning desires
exposing herself, yearning for his touch
in waves of heat who knows what will transpire
fanning lustful thoughts , a heart beats too much
composing a sonnet , two souls entwined
lingering moments , parted lips soft sighs
lost in the green oasis of her mind
sinking into pools of his dark brown eyes
traveling far beyond the garden gate
destiny awaits, what will be their fate ...
posted for Magpie Tales Mag 225
sharing with Poets United
lying by the fountain she craves a drink
romantic dreams, time slipping through the cracks
ah the thorns of love , roses of blush pink
fresh water to cool her burning desires
exposing herself, yearning for his touch
in waves of heat who knows what will transpire
fanning lustful thoughts , a heart beats too much
composing a sonnet , two souls entwined
lingering moments , parted lips soft sighs
lost in the green oasis of her mind
sinking into pools of his dark brown eyes
traveling far beyond the garden gate
destiny awaits, what will be their fate ...
posted for Magpie Tales Mag 225
sharing with Poets United
Who knows the fate but it was wonderful to read about the process. Great job.
ReplyDeleteHi Gail,
DeleteThanks for visiting..I will get back with you on the snake question. I am actually working on a project regarding a snake.
oh, no drink of what will quench that thirst....just saying..hahaha...
ReplyDeletemay their journeys always be entwined...
smiling...I guess she needs to wait and see what is beyond the garden gate.
DeleteSuch a journey would leave one with much thirst, may need more than one drink after such an encounter, lingering their gasping for air haha
ReplyDeleteWell, she is dreaming as the scent of roses fill her head..tis but a drink that is needed to quench a thirst..
DeleteTime slips through the cracks - appropriate!
ReplyDeleteAnd I have a good idea what will transpire...
Hi Alex,
DeleteTime often slips through the cracks drifting between realms..
Beautiful and I, too, hope their fates will always be entwined.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sherry, hope you are well..
Delete"sinking into pools of his dark brown eyes"..let fate fulfill this beautiful dream...
ReplyDeleteWho knows what will wait beyond the garden gate..
DeleteWhat a lovely romantic sonnet, fanning lustful thoughts, what will their fate be ~ (Sometimes I believe our muses are the same, smiles)
ReplyDeleteGrace
Thank you so much Grace..I agree I have thought that same thing at times..
DeleteBeautifully sensual and sensitive writing, Truedessa. I hope her destiny will be a good one.
ReplyDeleteHi Mary,
DeleteI always smile when that cute little dog pic shows up..
enticing... i loved and really njoid reading your poem!!
ReplyDeleteVery classic, "roses of blush pink"
ReplyDeletethank you Caroline..
DeleteI like your sensual style. Your words complement the painting beautifully.
ReplyDeletethank you so much Myrna - welcome back..
DeleteNice, Truedessa, your words like light wind in sultry afternoon...thanks there are water close by....
ReplyDeleteWater to cool on a hot summer day..
DeleteI really like that third quatrain Truedessa...very nice.
ReplyDeletethank you so much..
DeleteA lovely sonnet.. really dripping with lustrous honey.. wonderful
ReplyDeleteHi Bjorn..thanks so much you really know how to weave a sonnet at your place. I always enjoy reading your work filled with dark or light.
DeleteSonnets are not as easy to write as one might thing...excellent...
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the prompt when I saw the artwork I knew it would be a sonnet for me.
DeleteWonderful sonnet Truedessa! A Sonnet has that special class which one enjoys writing and others might get stumped to try! The 2nd stanza is perfect!
ReplyDeleteHank
Hi Hank,
Deleteso nice to see you here thanks for coming over for a visit...
Such beautiful imagination and a a very soothing poem:)
ReplyDeleteGood Morning, Thank you for visiting and your lovely comment.
DeleteCool water is the perfect intoxicant under these conditions. Loving Sonnet!
ReplyDeleteWater might be needed..thank you for the visit.
Deletethis sonnet is hot! :)
ReplyDeleteWell there is fountain to cool down..smiling..
DeleteHere's hoping sweet destiny comes. She was slowly shedding her clothes anyhow.....!
ReplyDeletelol..that is a funny comment..thanks for the visit..
DeleteBeautiful sonnet!
ReplyDeleteThank you..
DeleteI found this very erotic....thanks , yes, the tale of Eros and Payche
ReplyDeleteah, that is one of the greatest love tales in mythology..thanks for reminding me of that story..how fitting..
DeleteHot passion and romance.
ReplyDeleteLovely Truedessa:)
ReplyDeleteHi Gloria,
DeleteThanks for visiting...I will come over to see what you have been cooking your recipes are always terrific.
Hot Sonnet on a Hot day ~ Eddie
ReplyDeleteHi Eddie,
DeleteThanks for visiting..and it sure is a hot day here as well..
'lost in the green oasis of her mind
ReplyDeletesinking into pools of his dark brown eyes'.
Love that! Well, I loved all of it, but that bit particularly :)
Thank you for such a lovely comment.
DeleteGreetings Trudessa,
ReplyDeleteThere be magical dreams
Your words, it seems
Bring forth thine desire for drink
Musical prose to make me think
Beyond the gate
We shall wait
For a revelation
From loving determination.
Thank you for your poetry
I doth truly see
Dancing lines
Blessed times.
Magical, peaceful wishes, your way,
Geoffrey the garden gnome :)
What a lovely display of words
Deletethank you Geoffrey the garden gnome :)