Pearls

After weeks of working on my newest Sonnet and with the help of Richard I was finally able to finish it. Thank you for dropping by. All reviews are greatly appreciated. Lisa

  

     Pearls~

Her pearl's long strand reflected moon's soft light,

a teardrop lightly fell upon their glow ...

with quiet sobs, warm breasts held-in so tight;

for, she would not want anyone to know.

With sad despairing, walked along wet sand.

Lace dress, it gathered-in white froth of pearls.

To know she'd never hold her lover's hand;

he'd, sadly, never kiss her soft-laid curls.

Feet small and wet, pushed sand between her toes

as with each step, her heart could not refrain

a scream, "Oh, why was this the man I chose!"

... unable, e'er, to fall in love again.

    As stronger moonlight shines, hurt tears subside;

    she moves on, into ocean's deep, dark tide.

                              

                                   ~~~

Author's Note

Thank you for looking at my second Sonnet...any comments are appreciated.
Lisa

Reviews

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Reads like a woman stuck in the throes of a loveless marriage; she has chosen the wrong man to love and the realisation brings her to tears. Perhaps there is no way out other than to give in to the seduction of the tide. A very atmospheric poem, Lisa. I enjoyed the read. ⚘

[Lisasview]

Thank you so much Jamilla.. Pretty much spot on..
Maybe just in love and not married..But the seduction of the tide.....yes..

[Scott Kris]

I was once told, by a psychologist, we do not choose whom we love. The first time. Ha.
We meet people and choose to seek love wherever we feel we can find it.
We need to feel love! So when the opportunity presents, we “fall” for the first chance to be happy.
Unless we have learned it’s not worth the pain. Unless we have fed the “pearls” of our love to the swine.
Then, we place walls and resist the siren calling. Yet we long to answer the call still. I think this is part of the pain of lost love. We can hear the call still.

Beautiful words here.
Lovely poem.

Scott

[Lisasview]

Good morning Scott,
Interesting what the psychologist told you...Food for thought.
Thank you for reading and reviewing my poem.
Lisa

[Red Brick Keshner]

The feel is contemporary for a sonnet which is a good and refreshing thing. The feeling of being trapped in a dry relationship is on the other hand a contrast with today's standard of up and go, my way or the highway for you kind of convenient relationships. A more enduring love is kind of a rarity. And that is a strength that many would sadly not comprehend. Thanks Lisa.

[Lisasview]

Your really understood my little sonnet dear Freds..
I love when you wrote "my way or the highway" boy is that ever true..
I always say "What's love got to do with it" A deep everlasting relationship is not only the love connection but oh...so much more..
Lisa, going now to make dinner

[Betty Hermelee]

This is a solemn, sad piece, foretelling of a relationship going deeper into darkness.... The nightfall along the wet sand brings this to life as she squeezes her toes in remorse and calls out to blame herself for getting involved (perhaps marriage) with this man, who fell out of love with her.... the soft words, the rhyme and vivid images form a miserable eve for her.... but a well crafted poem....
Best to you Lisa,
B.

[Lisasview]

Thank you so much for reading Pearls, dear Betty.. I so appreciate your insightful review. I posted this about 9 months ago and have not gone back to read it or my reviews until this morning. So interesting to read my own work..and to revisit the reviews... I have not been writing recently and reading what I already posted will most likely spur me onto write again.
Thank you again,
Lisa, early rainy morning in Spain

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome Lisa ( in rainy Spain!)
Best, B

[Richard Knox]

How nice to come upon your second sonnet. It is intensely atmospheric and romantic. The imagery is so strong that I can feel both the physical attributes of the sand and sea, and the emotional distress of the poor woman. It’s interesting to see how your later sonnets have become tighter than this one, and more — mature, maybe? I think what I’m saying is that it seems to me that your later sonnets express emotion with more restraint, though no less powerfully. As always, it’s a pleasure to read your work.

[Lisasview]

Hi Richard,
I always appreciate your reviews. This one was one of those where i woke up one morning and just wrote it down... Had no idea when I was writing that she would die.
I really like this one... although you are probably right as I am getting better at writing Sonnets.
My very first Sonnet was Hand~In ~Hand...I believe you read that one...right..
The most important thing is (at least this is what I think) that my poem/sonnets evoke emotion in the reader. The mere fact that you can feel the emotional distress of the poor woman is fantastic.
I recently wrote another poem which I posted about a week ago. That sonnet took a long time to write..
Thank you again for reading and reviewing my work.
Lisa, about to have dinner..Monk fish (rape in Spanish) really fabulous...

[Richard Knox]

Hi Lisa,

Yes, I did read and enjoy Hand-In-Hand. I think it was among the first of your poems that I read and reviewed.

The poem you posted about a week ago was Whispers In The Trees? That one was beautiful too.

Enjoy your monk fish.

By the way, I didn’t mean to imply that I liked Pearls any less than your other sonnets, just that I can see how they have changed over time.

Richard

[Lisasview]

Good morning,
I decided to go back over etc of my poems/sonnets and reread what I wrote and revisit all my reviews. Your review of my sonnet Pearls is so wonderful... thanking you again!!
Lisa, hoping to write today

[Coyote Poetry]

A epic tale is so few words dear Lisa.
"As stronger moonlight shines, hurt tears subside;
she moves on, into ocean's deep, dark tide."
I loved the use of the sea and the memories. I understand the above line. I have found salvation often in the lakes ands the sea. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry. I did enjoy.
Coyote

[Lisasview]

I remember writing this and having no idea where my poem would lead me...and, as I got closer to the end my pen just did all the writing.. I never thought that she would die...but her sorrow was just too much..
Thank you so much...glad you enjoyed it.
Lisa

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem was wonderful dear Lisa and you are welcome.

[Lisasview]

Thank you again!!

[Perry]

Wow, Lisa, you've done it once again, awakened the senses, conjured textured emotion, desire, yearning, loneliness, capitulation. And the wisdom of pearls. Wonderful. You're painting multiple canvases at the same time!

Perry

[Lisasview]

Hi Perry,
I did think you might like it.. This poem just came out of me... In a world wind... I had no idea where I was going with it until my pen took over and just did the writing...
Thank you so much for your great review...
Lisa, getting ready for dinner

[Perry]

Your water colors are beautiful. I needed to say that, too.

[Lisasview]

I did not paint this one Perry...I felt lucky to have found the perfect image for my poem.
Lisa

[Perry]

Either way, both painting and poem blend perfectly together.

[Lisasview]

So nice of you to say... I really do appreciate it!

[Temperance]

How did I miss this poem? It appears she is in her wedding dress and, is so distraught by not getting married to the love of her life for whatever reason. Not being able to be with the one we love is disheartening but, would not go so far as committing suicide as she walks into the deep. Truly a lovely poem! Temp

[Lisasview]

Hi Temp, How wonderful that just as I was getting off my computer your lovely review appeared!! Funny that all of a sudden several people read Pearls today...I wrote this and posted it when I first started posting a few months back. Yes, you are right she was crazy about this guy and did commit suicide... I really enjoyed writing this poem...Did you read my poem Innocence yet? It is full of metaphors and is very different from anything I have ever written. I sat down one morning and the words just flowed out from me and onto the page....almost felt like I had no control at all..like someone else was sitting on my shoulder and writing...so strange.
Lisa, finished for the evening

[Temperance]

It is strange how we can sit down and have words flow from us so easily and, other times such a struggle we/I need to walk away from it. I finally have a new one I plan on posting this week. Enjoy your evening. Temp

[Lisasview]

I will look for it Temp...
Lisa

[Neville]

this is quite something Lisa .. I am very impressed indeed .. I have never attempted one of these my self ..
Neville, feeling knackered :)

[Lisasview]

Wow, Neville...what a nice thing to say... This was one of the first poems I posted and it is great to know you liked it!!
Thank you again for reading and reviewing.
Lisa, getting late in Spain

[CoralPrincess]

Wow, this is outstanding. I am not one to write in any way but free verse and therefore admire this from a technical writing standpoint. I absolutely love the story and your word choice is excellent. The ending is heartbreaking. It is a story that has been told but very, very rarely in such a beautiful way. It’s like a gorgeous painting - is this the piece inspired by that painting you mentioned? If so, you certainly captured the picture shown that inspired you. If you picked the pic after you wrote it, it is a perfect choice. I see you have written a great deal. I have too but it was cathartic work I put up on a site years ago and don’t know if it would be of interest here. Anyway, I look forward to reading more of your work and can see I could learn a lot from your work!

[Lisasview]

I was going back over my reviews and found this one from you...That you left for me a month ago... I remember reading it and I thought I had written back to say thank you...but I must have forgotten to press the Post Comment button.... Anyway, thank you so much for you kind review. I really appreciate it. I found the image after I wrote my poem... took forever to find the right image. When I started to write my poem I had no idea how it would end and the ending came as a surprise to me..I did write Mothers Letter as I was inspired by the painting...so, sometimes an image works for me..
I will be looking to see what you write..
Lisa, getting late in Spain

[William Michael Reeves]

The line 'A teardrop lightly fell upon their glow' made me melt in poetic pleasure. So glad to read form poetry and it helps me learn. The sonnet is tricky. Driven by the meter, engineered by the heart and written by the ever reaching brain. Well done!

[Lisasview]

Hi there,
How on earth did I miss your delightful review!! I was sure I had read it and responded..but I guess I did not... and goodness, you reviewed my little poem 4 months ago...Anyway, thank you so much for taking the time to read and review... Always means a lot to me.
Lisa, hot here in Spain

[William Michael Reeves]

The same thing just happened to me. Got a review, noticed another one I had missed, felt bad ... commited Poeticide. Sometimes I know I responded to a review but it never showed so now I'm careful to check that the message buffers and goes through before moving on. We talked about this poem a bunch in messages so that might have been why. Hot everywhere in the cafe, including Spain!

[Lisasview]

Yes, that is exactly what happened to me... Usually I respond on my computer but every so often I respond on my phone and I think those ar the ones that do not go through.
I have a new poem I am working on...
Lisa