Love Is Blind

This is my first attempt at a sonnet.

What is love when one is melancholy?

A commendation by salutation?

Reference to joy and adulation?

Enchantment and tenderness blind thy sight,

Your amorousness is but a foolish

Attachment that masks with jubilations!

As adulations seek approbation

We fall for all foolish blandishments. Lies.

We acclimate into a senseless state

And deference is our only true choice

Yet with deepest reverence I offer

You great perspicacity and reveal

The true meaning of love and affection.

Love is simply folly. A lovers game.

 

By underwriter     6/1/2011

Author's Note

A modified sonnet 14 lines with each line having 10 syllables.
Just trying it out.

Reviews

[DalainaRenee]

It is a very nice sonnet.

[Cynthia]

I love the form of this poem! It is such a strong and deep poem on love!
When each line have long words, it makes it fun to read and think!
The meaning of this poem is powerful, nice written!

[Gone]

Line 3 has 11 syllables if you remove the A it will still read correctly. Good job!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Excellent! Wonderful meaning!

[KAREN]

Great write! It's meaning is powerful!

[Christopher.Holmberg]

Makes you think twice about love...interesting!

[FleetingReveries]

I like form, it is fun in a way :) I like how there is no distinct rhyme pattern, it makes the rhyme more interesting I think. Also, I quite like the ending, I suppose I am a depressing sort. The word choices are also wonderful! They have so much strength? That isn't the right word but you know what I mean :)

[OT]

nice nice nice!!! a great strong and solid first attempt at a sonnet!! you've done very well here, there are strong plosive consonants that just shout out as you read it! (approbation for example) - strong message as well! great sonnet - well done!!!!

[E.H. Monroe]

Your pieces one of the only i roll my s****y little chair forward to and mouth like im performing them. I lose the form in the writing which is what the beast is supposed to do.

your consonants bounce off each other like and alliterative battle royal.

snap it up Salisbury.


this is just for me, because far be it from a punkass shlep to judge anyone else's taste. I couldn't give a f**k about the iambic pentameter. In the end we all follow the flow of the tide. Everything else? Window dressing

Amen

[DeViouS]

A great attempt. I didn't realise you know so many long words.
I am not sure that it exactly fits your description of a sonnet but perhaps others can clarify? A rather sad ending but I should not have been surprised after the first line with reference to melancholy.