Response To Sonnet 43
Response to Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnet 43,
Let Me Count The Ways
A hundred years beneath the earth my love,
And still, I love thee with my cold dead soul;
You see, my love the soul is still quite whole,
I love thee, yet you are an angel dove,
Gone, gone, no longer, you reside, above.
I love you forever with no control;
Oh sadness, it is lonely in this hole,
I am he, that you wrote love poems of.
I love thee, for your sweetness always bright.
I love thee, for your beauty and belief,
I love thee, for each beautiful love word,
I love thee, for tears falling each dark night.
Oh my darling, this life on earth is brief.
Are you that song above, that sweet songbird?
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February 18, 2016
Poetry/Italian Sonnet/non-metrical/Response to Sonnet 43
Copyright Protected, ID 16-758-933-0
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For the contest, How Do I Love Thee,
Let Me Count The Ways.
Sponsor, Mystic Rose
First Place
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