Sonnet 1

Sonnet 1

A Poem by Ciara Di Salle
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Coming from a place of seeking relationships whilst living with anxiety.

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The prize I may acquire should I speak
To you with words tender as roses petals
Veritably, might both our interests pique; 
Likely my cerebral turmoil settle. 
Still, remain the gnarled, rigid hands around
My frail throat, strangling a feeble voice, 
Consequentially " preventing sweet sound; 
Succulent words through which I'd gain notice. 
Your notice " transparent acknowledgement, 
That I reach for such fair complexities
As yourself, labyrinthine and intelligent "
Alluring, to furthest extremities. 
Stagnant, my mistrust restrains my intent, 
My love persists, yet mind and pen lament. 

by: Ciara Di Salle


© 2013 Ciara Di Salle



Author's Note

Ciara Di Salle
Some of the technical rules for sonnets may be slightly off

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Perhaps it leads to better expression when we throw off the technical rules sometimes. This poem is one of those times. Nicely done, dear poet. The last line is definitely a classic keeper: "My love persists, yet mind and pen lament". Please share more, dear poet.

Posted 2 Years Ago


I enjoyed you wrote with your own mood and mind, that is why it connect your readers. Job well done, congrats.

Posted 3 Years Ago



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Ciara Di Salle
Ciara Di Salle

Canada



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My name is Ciara, I am 17 years old. I am an artist, a student, and a writer. I am currently working on my first novel. I love Doctor Who, Sherlock, Harry Potter, Star Wars, Torchwood, Supernatural.. more..

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