Sonnets Here, In-House

That was very sweet of you. I'll have to make sure LB sees it too.

By the way, "walkies", by the simple process of elimination, was.... "The simple process of elimination". ;)
 
Aw, that was so sweet! Brought tears to my eyes. Nice work, CF. Also the one for Wunderkind was lovely, too. :)
 
I would have to raise a question about the theological validity of soulless animals going to Heaven, but an excellent sonnet nonetheless.

Mike
 
As I have said elsewhere, it is an arbitrary dividing line to say that a creature has to have a human-type soul for God to be able to make that creature live perpetually. Last time I checked, "omnipotent" meant "omnipotent." An all-powerful God CAN make a dead animal be alive, EVEN IF it is "only" a physical being. When the Bible says that flesh and blood cannot inherit the Kingdom of God, it speaks in the context of humans, who are defiled by sin. Why should animals be denied life in Heaven because humans rebelled against God?

And I think that the white horses in Revelation will be actual horses which once lived on Earth.
 
My mom always brought up the horses in Revelation when I asked that question... anyways, epic sonnets, Joe! Love all the recent ones so much :)
 
I'm on a roll.....

Still Another One For Smaug,
Because I Can, Bwahahahaha!

(Smaug, I was thinking tonight about the way my writing sonnets for you had cheered you up. I often feel as if my writing efforts, in poetry or prose, may amuse people, but don't carry much weight for affecting their course in life. It was a morale boost for me to know that I actually had lifted your spirits; this in turn led me into more thoughts about the satisfaction which can be found in seeking to do good to others, even when the only good you have the power to do is offering kind words. Caring about others is a type of power, and can grow truly mighty. Hence the newest sonnet.)


There is a kind of graduation day
Which can occur in life at any age,
As if you went from reading some old play
To acting it yourself upon the stage.

From birth, we all are passive, and receive
Nutrition, shelter, warmth, a place to sleep;
Yet at some point, we must do more than breathe,
Must change to active mode--now, there's a leap!

Saint Paul prescribed a relay, so to speak,
Where comfort we've received is passed along.
Perhaps you think your passing game is weak,
But willingness itself will make you strong.

"Do unto others"--it's not just a line;
When we bless others, we ourselves feel fine.


\\\\\ Note Second Corinthians 1:3-5
 
Nice! Very good point and very valid. Getting the focus off our troubles (and onto someone else's troubles!) can be a good way to cheer ourselves up, too.
 
To LocoRoco, on the occasion of
her having _good_ news to report


"Pain hurts; that is the meaning of the word"
--So Mister Lewis told us in a book.
A shallow optimism seems absurd
When our own skin is punctured by a hook.

But Proverbs tells us a desire fulfilled
Is like a tree of life; though hopes postponed
Wear down our spirits, gloom can still be killed,
And there's an end of stress in which we groaned.

I won't quit praying for you, dear young girl,
Since in this world new troubles may arise;
But you'll survive the darts our foe can hurl,
If you hold faith in Christ before your eyes.

Meanwhile, your happy news does good for ME!
An answered prayer is always joy to see.
 
To Glenburne, as
SHE
really is.... ​


When first you burst upon the Lawn with us,
Whatever caused impressions that I had,
I got the notion that you were a lad;
My sonnet thus turned out erroneous.

So now that I'm essaying a new piece,
I'll guess you will be glad that it reflects
No attribute unique to either sex;
Instead, it makes your thoughts the golden fleece.

I love your words on what's a miracle,
And how you analyze democracy;
And when you join in Duffer comedy,
You pass from sober to satirical.

Although you try to call the Dwarves insane,
Your brain will reign, and mainly without pain.
 
Copperfox said:
Still Another One For Smaug,
Because I Can, Bwahahahaha!


There is a kind of graduation day
Which can occur in life at any age,
As if you went from reading some old play
To acting it yourself upon the stage.

From birth, we all are passive, and receive
Nutrition, shelter, warmth, a place to sleep;
Yet at some point, we must do more than breathe,
Must change to active mode--now, there's a leap!

Saint Paul prescribed a relay, so to speak,
Where comfort we've received is passed along.
Perhaps you think your passing game is weak,
But willingness itself will make you strong.

"Do unto others"--it's not just a line;
When we bless others, we ourselves feel fine.


\\\\\ Note Second Corinthians 1:3-5
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I really really like that last one, Copperfox. Even though I know it was written to someone else. It encouraged me reading it, strangely. I'm sorry I'm not more active here on the forum, but I like to peek in here and see how you're encouraging people. Write On!
 
I doubt I can write a sonnet but here's a couple of verses about cats.
exellent sonnets btw CF:)

CATS

Feed me, Feed me, Feed me I say!
As I rub against your legs and get in your way
Whats this? I'm not eating that no way!
Feed me, Feed me, Feed me I say.

When you sit down I jump on your lap
Friend or stranger I need a nap
After a tiring 'In-between-dozing' gap
Now your knee looks like a perfect sleepiness trap
:D
 
Gardener, you captured the feline spirit very well.

And you _could_ write a sonnet if you set your mind to it. You just need to pay attention to detail, as they say in the Navy. Fourteen lines; ten syllables to a line, alternating weak-strong, weak-strong; every line rhymes with some other line; last two lines always rhyme with each other.
 
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