The Currency of Love
Josh Jacquot
What dost thou buy why pay thee a compliment?
When I say thou art lovelier than God’s shining entitlement,
More temperate than any lake on a chilled snowy day,
More beautiful than anything I have to say,
Have thy earnest enough affection for a kiss?
When will thou forget thy sweet taste of bliss
Wrapped up in the cottons of the sky
Endowed by the spirit of thy life and they time.
Maybe love gifted equals love received in the end,
All interest gained, given back once dead?
Only God knowst what the future holds?
Maybe when the light turns dark, thou art told.
After all, compliments art the currency of love
While God is the bank teller on the clouds of above.
Mother
Christopher Van Lieu
There was a certain something to her,
She was the one who stood apart.
Her movement was allure,
Her beauty simply art.
It was by her maternal spell,
I re’lized love in truest form,
With her affection I would excel,
And I pranced without a storm.
But down my throat Cancer’s hand was shoved,
As he took my only angel from me.
The only person I have ever loved
To become the nemesis you see.
Borne by fire, I have become revenge.
And until death, her death I will avenge.
Spawn of Fringes
Simon Lipscombe
Regrets consume the best of people now
A quivering hand lost within the sea
Attempting to get the mind to allow
Forgiveness of the past, to what degree?
Memory of the youthful days of old
The maiden of due blood is in my head
She appears so distant, sleeping, and cold
Like the Moon, I can’t recall why she fled
Her image is but a hollow carcass
Faded by time, by weather, and by blight
Her form, and aspect seem not so sarcous
Still, I mourn her presence, and her mere sight
Its cause is my own, I started too late
Maybe it’s my wyrd, she is known as fate
English Sonnet
Elieen McGinnity
I walk in the room and you turn away,
You glisten in the sun like a piece of gold.
Oh cloudy sky, you’ll never cover this bright ray!
The treasure chest would be complete with you to hold.
You move away from me, a golden leaf
Blown by a chill wind as I come near.
The look on your face when I leave is relief!
I wish you could think of me more dear.
You hide behind a plant whenever I speak,
If you could bury yourself in the sand
You would never give me more than a peak,
And I am alone right where I stand.
I’ve been so patient to get you to play,
I’m reaching my paw in to catch you some day!
Sonnet 2
Anthony Johannsen
O, why do you split up my love and me?
I have done none to do you any wrong
So do not ask of me to conquer thee.
All I can do is stay mentally strong,
For you are making me numb to my mind
While I try to love with her voice alone.
Should you allow us to complete the bind,
I shall cease all complaint and moan and groan.
Although this kind of love my sound real neat
And void of all thoughts which are sparked from looks,
It’s all but left me feeling incomplete.
This is not how it’s portrayed in the books.
I hope that we will never know defeat
So we may meet, finally by complete.
