Love Sonnet 189

Show me a rose more fair than what I have, 

And I'll tell you, you searched throughout the lea

For beauties that to weary eyes would salve, 

To find the one you flaunt as fairer be; 

Or trod the dawn as buds begin to spread, 

For starting then, flowers are best arrayed, 

Or in the night, after the day has fled, 

Espied how moonbeams on their petals played; 

But should these traits on one fine rose you find, 

Its thorns are not exactly stuffs for dreams, 

Yet care that eyes to all the flaws be blind, 

And only feel what loving heart esteems; 

.....In time, petals will with the wind be flown, 

.....But leaves a scent by which the rose is known.

Reviews

[Zahra]

Beautiful sonnet. Amazing work

[Reyvrex Questor Reyes]

Thanks. You are very generous with your words.

[A. Amos]

This was elegantly crafted, your talent shines in your work my friend

[Reyvrex Questor Reyes]

Thanks. Hope to live by your impression.

[DeeZire]

This is so very beautiful, Questor, esp. the ending lines...as well as the picture...♥
And to add the moonbeams are what makes up some dreams, that also leave their
own impressions behind. Very beautiful indeed.

[Reyvrex Questor Reyes]

It is true of Poetry that the author knows not exactly the extent of meanings his words have generated. The readers have stores in their consciousness of ideas evoked by understanding the verses, or by reading between the lines. Anything conveyed is interpreted as though filtered in the framework of their own experiences. It is in this sense that the poem has spoken more than what it has intended. Thank you DeeZire, your observations gave away the poet in yourself.

[DeeZire]

...and thank you Questor, for your thoughts.