So many times I became discouraged or disheartened and quit writing. Once I stopped for a couple of years. I wrote not a word. I took up sketching instead and eventually the words came back. I dont write as often as I would like I'm right now but life happened. I found so much truth in your poem and as always in the elegant beautiful way you construct it and your words.

and rightly so was his suggestion! I feel entranced by having absorbed your words. I also feel saddened. do not get me wrong, it is a work of art, such a lovely poem. my favorite lines are:

But somehow her temperament became shy,
words seemed unworthy, her confidence gone.
Her poem lost verve, its meaning, its why
and hid itself neatly away, withdrawn.

It is lines like these that strip the meat from the bone...

*hugs, Cat

I understand the meaning behind this one. There are times when I have not had the strength or inclination to write, but it never lasts long. My muse always seems to know when and what to bring me. I feel bad for those who struggle, but good when people find the story that they need to tell and the strength to tell it. My muse brings me so many stories, from so many different places, that I always have a bunch of things to choose from. I think I am one of the luckiest people who write!
You always seem to find your way, and I will always read your work, looking for those gems, that just couldn't be left to dry out.
~ Geez.
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this is as beautiful and strict as a sonnet should be.
My mentor once told me, it doesn't matter what is the subject of the sonnet, what really matters is the way it's constructed.
I think he would be really impressed reading yours.
Your diction as usual is first class and I'm not astonished, I don't expect less from your quill
Great job dear!

I have tried on several occasions to write a sonnet but have never succeeded. Each time it seemed obvious I was counting syllable. Thus I have naught but kudos for a sonneteer

Hi Lavender, this was magnificent. You rhyme, meter & rhythm are excellent and all showcased here. Well done, I wish I'd written that one. Ruby :) xx

...exactly as I knew you could do it. This, to me is what being a poet is all about. Being dedicated enough to express the same sentiment in different forms and challenging one's self to use the sonnet as one of them. Well done, Lavender! I hope to see more like this from you and it inspires others to do the same.

Thomas

this again this morning, I think I fell in its love.
This is how great poetry moves us.