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Not the One for Me

by Paganini Jones




How can I write of love in fourteen lines
when others write whole treatises or books?
Francis de Sales penned much on love, but I'm
restricted, flummoxed; (dare I say it?) stuck.

That's four lines used. I'm left with only ten.
I love you much. I'm pretty sure that's true.
But also true - I've wasted lines again.
I'll never write a sonnet fit for you.

Just six lines left to praise your eyes and voice.
In five I have to tell you how I feel.
Now four to say (in words of careful choice)
That everything I haven't said is real.

The moral's clear I think you will agree.
'Twixt you and sonnets, you're the one for me.


08/31/2011

Author's Note:
Written for the 'Love in 14 lines' challenge posted some time ago in "Sessions of Sweet Silent Thought".

Posted on 08/31/2011
Copyright © 2020 Paganini Jones

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Linda Fuller on 08/31/11 at 05:01 PM

I love the runaway-trainness of this as your available lines diminish - great job.

Posted by Glenn Currier on 09/01/11 at 12:14 AM

Oh this is fun. It is so very hard to write a good sonnet and I like the fun you had with it. Read Linda Fuller's recent one and really liked it too. Thanks for a creative romp.

Posted by Colleen Sperry on 09/01/11 at 11:34 AM

lovely!!

Posted by Joan Serratelli on 09/02/11 at 02:43 PM

14 very beautifil lines!

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