Love Sonnet 20

[ReyvrexQuestor Reyes]

Love Sonnet 20

Would four-leaf clover give me better luck?
Much better than this old forget-me-not?
But rose that in your book I once did tuck,
I never knew what destiny it got;
Shall I enjoin the wind to sing your name?
Or with this vine I'll tie your hand to mine?
Wish I Prometheus fires your heart aflame,
Or, Dionysus gives us joy of wine;
Or wish I, to a butterfly transform,
To kiss the flowers, each that comes to view,
And if to crawl, I must, before as worm,
So long as buds would fall in my purview;
.....But Fate can't worsen more than it once did,
.....Except when you would go, so God forbid.

--Reyvrex Questor Reyes

[Lincolnshirelass]

Very much enjoyed this - the mixture of evocations of mythology and emotions was so well done! I also love the word 'purview'!

[ReyvrexQuestor Reyes]

Very much enjoyed this - the mixture of evocations of mythology and emotions was so well done! I also love the word 'purview'!

Thanks for your encouraging comments. You should know that unlike you, English is not my mother-tongue.

[Lincolnshirelass]

But you handle it and use it far more correctly and effectively than many for whom it IS a mother-tongue. I was raised totally bilingual which is something I've always been grateful for.

[ReyvrexQuestor Reyes]

But you handle it and use it far more correctly and effectively than many for whom it IS a mother-tongue. I was raised totally bilingual which is something I've always been grateful for.

Here is Love Sonnet 59 kindly tell me any issues you find with respect to grammar or the like.

These banks had raised the lotus I admired,
While landward grow more flowers, riverine,
And beauties of which hunters once aspired,
Those nymphs their hearts had fancied to enshrine;
The river flows like love in rendezvous
With Fate that caps its presaged course downstream,
This bloom had but oblivion to pursue,
If left to lie like an abandoned dream;
But mark, my lotus, this will never be,
Though tide may rise and ebb the way it goes,
For soon our hearts will fit an argosy,
To sail the seas to any port we chose;
...We will discover joys to claim our own,
...In shores that only love has ever known.

[Lincolnshirelass]

That is such a beautiful poem, I am mightily impressed! I was on the point of saying there was one minor grammatical point, that the third word of the poem should be 'have', plural, not 'had', singular, but on re-reading I realised that 'had' was perfectly legitimate as a past tense. You have also introduced me to a new word I love - Riverine. My compliments, Revyrex!

[ReyvrexQuestor Reyes]

That is such a beautiful poem, I am mightily impressed! I was on the point of saying there was one minor grammatical point, that the third word of the poem should be 'have', plural, not 'had', singular, but on re-reading I realised that 'had' was perfectly legitimate as a past tense. You have also introduced me to a new word I love - Riverine. My compliments, Revyrex!

Thanks for your reply. In my poem written in other sites, "have" is the word used. Thanks again, it's good to get it from the source of English.