Sage And Saga

Sage And Saga/By Sami Khalil

A free verse sonnet. Does not follow any meter. Just my ears.

Romance at any mature age and level of wisdom...In the mood for the classics

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Declareth I, declareth to thee manifest love

With runnels of gentle sweat running forth

And countenance of our meandering grace

Pouring of honeyed words,proving a worth.

This whip-lashed susurration never abates

Vividly dreams becometh a master witness

The panoply of resilience and florid enigma

Unsoiling the sunsets of life and its fitness.

Declareth I with veneration and delectation

I love thee with truest of perplexed sagacity

Thine beauty filleth mine tremulous heart

By pervading affection, thine own vivacity.

Declareth I whilst surreal skies may conjure

Days ahead when weary would fain treasure.

Reviews

[Tom]

My love is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June :
My love is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.

Yes indeed Sami, shades of auld Lang syne throughout this enchanting old worldly penned poem, sure to melt any fair maidens heart...A classic !

[andrew mitchell]

As always Sami so well written with the grace and poise of a fine craftsman. I see fair maidens and princesses knocking on your castle door for your autograph.

[Einstein Noodle]

love the language ..such a treat to read .. i just read jacob's "still on the leash of madness" and sure am enjoying the lift your classic gives me ..politics crumbling all around but love still endures eh!? again great language sir .. sets me own ol' heart to soaring :)
E.

[Valentine]

Some of the old time writers expressed their heart into their writes. I love to read the masters of prose. Valentine

[Black Cat Fever]

A very impressive poem, tender and romantic. It reads as if from a by gone era, which is fabulous to see today. Everything about this is grand.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is terrific, Sami...

old old old time poetry about love in this day and age...when love is so flighty, so ephemeral and so much about self-gratification rather than companionship, sticking by another through the tough times as well as the good times...and just really putting the other first...unselfishly..

i wish we were like this again and poets wouldn't be writing as much about past loves...but more about current loves.

j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Artwork and words. Amazing.
"I love thee with truest of perplexed sagacity
Thine beauty filleth mine tremulous heart
By pervading affection, thine own vivacity."
The above lines. Perfect and beautiful. Thank you my friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[ReedWrite]

I love the feel of the classics...it's like stepping back in time...or into a fairytale.
Beautiful words. Beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing this.

[wordman]

this reads like a play from long ago,vivid images,you did a splendid job
on putting it all together my friend

[Sami Khalil]

"Declareth I with veneration and delectation
I love thee with truest of perplexed sagacity"

Sami Khalil