All English Sonnets
Just beyond my comprehension lurks
A thought, demanding some befitting words,
And teases, pleases, tantalizes, works
Unknown to me. A shepherd tending herds
Of poems unwrit and melodies unvoiced
And on the fence it prowling, still remains
Unwarned, lovely unsung unrejoiced
Till “Enter Thou” , He lovingly ordains.
Then feather – like it falls upon my psyche.
To push aside the boulders of restraint
And hurtles on the trail so feather – like
So effortless and without one complaint.
That words like torrents come in pouring showers
And lovely lyrics echo in the bowers.