3rd sonnetA Poem by Rikkevi Ruethe oldest poetic comparison no doubt3rd Sonnet 16 Nov 2010 Is aught in nature rivals yet my love? no force or marvel stands might fair compete not storms from Sea nor light from Hea’n above march forth so bold, caress near half as sweet. The kiss of Spring each summer grace’ the vine, with fruit whose nectar wets our lips in bliss, though centuries refine the headiest wine she dons a rare bouquet mere wines all miss. Would not Sol’s chariot flaming ‘cross the sky or Mistress Moon’s romantic light’s mystique or dancing stars whose millions vault the night belie this claim, prove her love pale and weak? Though Nature boasts the Sun, Moon, Stars and Sky, my Love’s eternal light doth yet out-shine! Rikkevi Rue copyright 2010 all rights reserved © 2011 Rikkevi RueFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on November 17, 2010 Last Updated on September 14, 2011 AuthorRikkevi Rueeuphorica, CAAboutThe wave surged up from the depths and there cast upon the shore, tangled amongst the algae covered branches of some ancient deadfall, covered with rank seaweed rotting in the sun, the child saw a str.. more..Writing
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