My verse cannot completely trace
a fair reflection who's soft light
underscores such endless grace.
Dream words, found wanting, seek insight.
Eternal beauty, spirit bright,
must judge each base line inks disgrace
as none compare! What second sight
unties knot, satisfies both pace,
due praise, phrased paean, may replace
English deficient, narrow, quite
coarse, inadequate. One face
could stand time's envy, jealous spite.
Yet, reading this, who will believe
there’s no intention to deceive?
© Jonathan Robin & Maude Corrieras – Poem written 25 August 1991 and 18 May 2005 retitled and revised as acrostic sonnet Maude C 8 June 2008
Incompleteness
Verse cannot completely trace
one fair reflection where the light
leaves an impression of such grace
that words, found wanting, seek insight
to reunite with spirit bright –
yet every line links to disgrace
when compared, when second sight
seeks to satisfy both pace
and sense of fitness which replace
the commonplace that must indict
the great part of the human race –
read here both truth and envy’s spite.
Yet who’ll, on reading this, believe
here’s no intention to deceive?
© Jonathan Robin – Poem written 25 August 1991 and 18 May 2005
Jonathan ROBIN