When I forget

Nothing like a birthday sonnet to generate some extra kisses....:)

When I forget the sound wind makes through trees,
My soul retreats and hides in darkened caves,
Where absent sunlight cannot guide my knees,
And piercing darkness cage my countless knaves.
With tear-soaked blood rock paintings comfort me,
Of times when sweet caresses traced my eyes,
When hunter met hunted in mutual glee -
Her hazel stare exposed by fire flies.
Sun-drenched fire rekindled our night-long flame,
While naked shadows chased relentless thrust.
Off love-tainted rocks echoes kissed her name.
Our eyes unite with sunbeams' golden dust.
Our lover's nest enshrined until next time -
The rocks will quake when love becomes sublime.

Reviews

[V]

Great one. Really nice rhyming lines and expressions, smooth read. I really like "her hazel stare exposed by fire flies" - beautiful.

[Carolynn]

This is a great birthday sonnet and sounds like it might have generated a bit more than kisses lol :)

[Einstein Noodle]

well ...i hope the extra kisses came through for you .. writting sonnets that flow smoothly are not easy ...at least for me ... to tell a legitimate story in rhyme and iambs is a fine accomplishment says i! and for my part i think you have done it ... wish i had thought of those first two lines ..and you pique my interest and mind with contrasts in love ... well done says i!!
E.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Oh thank you, kind sir, but I did have help from the great Keats. Read his "when i have fears".
read moreOh thank you, kind sir, but I did have help from the great Keats. Read his "when i have fears".

It helps sometimes to use a great sonnet as a template.....and then let your imagination roll....:)

I am separated by a massive continent from my loved one right now, but the poem was emailed and those kisses are accruing interest as we speak.....(geez, I sound like a banker)....;)

[Einstein Noodle]

we all have mentors ..or should ..the vacuum tightens quickly when we don't

[Cryingkate]

Hmmmm. How sweet it taste.
This write rekindles thoughts of Sweet Exotic romance between Spirit of divine mingled with man. Back to a beginning of no intervention or veils.

Love the journey and the nakedness.

[Solar]

A primeval feeling, generated by the imagery, an inwardness into an instinctual territory, the thrill of the hunt - captured and set free...when love becomes sublime.

Subliminally sublime!

[SleeplessVolcano]

Aahh....your words inspire me write another poem....:)

[Solar]

Please do! looking forward to reading it.

[jesserose99]

This is perfectly crafted, and one thing dances beautifully into the next. You overstate nothing...waste no words, and you take us down a path of love and fire. I am one place and am locked in nature, until I read of her hazel stare, and it brings another world of painted words my way.

What a lovely sonnet to help me move through my day.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Thank you so much for your kind words.......my inspiration was edged on a bit by writing it INSIDE a cave........my next conquest is something cloudy, so there even my vivid imagination will struggle to take me there physically.....:)