Sunday, November 2, 2014

Stolen (Sonnet for Lainey)

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Stolen


Stolen artifact, favored possession,
A pilfering of trinket and heirloom,
Would surely fail in feint comparison,
Precise moment you walk into the room.

Who grants the right for you to look that way?
I'm weak in the knees; you've said not a word.
My wherewithal falls, into disarray,
Composure cannot be manufactured.

There is no synonym for the word, "Love."
Caught up here in the subtle web you weave,
You are all I hope and dream, in and of;
There is but one way I can see you leave;

Granted, a far reach, my expectancy ~
Grasp firm my hand, and steal away with me.


Michael Todd  (2014)

72 comments:

  1. Myke...



    and all that.

    I simply love you.

    Leigh.

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    1. I love you, too, Leigh.

      Love and stuff...

      Oh, and Nice FRISTING !!!

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  2. Love and longing, be my trinket. <3

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    1. Deanna... Such a wonderful response.
      Thank you.

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  3. Michael, this is a love poem in the truest and most classic sense of the word. It's a delightful piece. I wish more people would express their affection in such a cultured and eloquent way. Hugs, Eliza

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    1. Eliza Anne... There was a lot of love in the room when this poem came together. I am glad that shows through, that it was genuine and authentic.

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  4. *sighs* This is the epitome of heartfelt love. The last couplet slayed me. It is love, as it should be <3

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    1. Thanks so much, Dahlia... I had the best of intentions. Glad you enjoyed.

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  5. Beautiful, I love it and your love shines through!

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    1. Thanks so much, Suzie... Your response overwhelms me, in grand fashion.

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  6. Oh Mike, this is beautiful. That you could write such a beautiful poem makes me smile.
    A treasure to keep indeed :)

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    1. Thank you, Teresa... When I wrote this, I was thinking, I hope I have one more moment of niceness in me. I was fortunate to find what may have been the last bastion.

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  7. What a beautiful poem this is!

    Irene

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    1. Thanks so much, Irene. It was a world of fun to write.

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  8. You did it again, you sentimental cornball ;) Dayum, who's the Sonnet Master? You, Sir! *tips hat * -slj

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    1. No, Sir... You are the Sonnet Master. I am but a minion.
      Me sentimental? Well, yeah... something like that. It's all good.
      Thanks for the visit, Stephen Lee. Have a great train ride...

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  9. I wish I had those skills. Rod's birthday in a few days and I need to write a poem for him

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    1. Thanks, Maureen. I know your poem for him will be fantastic.

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  10. A declaration such as this should never go unanswered.
    she is a rich woman to have a man have these thoughts of her
    .........and you are a master of gentleness.....
    Stephy

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    1. Thank you for your kind thoughts, Stephy. You always say the nicest things.

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    1. Thanks for the late night smile, Elaine. It is the very best reward. :)

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  12. This one is quite deeply expressive a treasure anyone would long to keep ~Christine

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    1. How very kind of you, Christine. The poem really is quite durable. It has a lifetime guarantee and never needs batteries. :)

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    1. Thank you very much, Caroline. Nice to here from you, as always.

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  14. A dalliance of the mind- forever in the heart. How delightful and romantic Mike; love it.

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    1. Susan... forever and a half... Thank you.

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    1. Absolutely, Lana, and I know the names of all the songs.
      Thanks for stopping by today.

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  16. This is absolutely exquisite...the emotion and love come through so clearly in your beautiful words. You are indeed Sonnet Master Extraordinaire! <3

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    1. Colleen... the true sonnet masters are you and Stephen, and even Lainey herself. She is the one who taught me to compose these, and to appreciate them. Now, it is my favorite writing vehicle.

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  17. No one but you could come up with a refreshing rhyme for "word" (manufactured). I bet you'd make a great rapper, lol.

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    1. Wynne... I started out as a rapper, but don't tell anyone that. Let is just be our little secret.

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  18. Most excellent piece. Felt this way more than once.

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    1. Thanks, Christopher... These are the best of times.

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  19. I told you I would come- it just took me a while. Such a beautiful piece..so much heart and emotion...just loved it..

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    1. Thanks, Rebecca. I am so glad the mood of the piece translated as intended.

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  20. There sure isn't a synonym for love. There are some close words but nothing exact. Speaking of love, there's a pizza parlor in Jackson, Tennessee that I absolutely love. They have some very unusual but yummy choices on the menu. Thanks for stopping by.


    http://joycelansky.blogspot.com/

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    1. Hello, Joyce... So happy to see you here. When one word will not suffice, I go with a hundred and hope for the best.

      I am guessing you visited Snappy Tomato Pizza. Curious to know, though.Thanks!

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    2. It was the same name as a famous artist.

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    3. Picasso Bistro & Pizza... I have not been there, but will go in the very near future... Thanks, Joyce.

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  21. Beautifully penned as so many have expressed here Michael! Your words will surely be well-received!

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    1. Thanks, Don... I hope this on found its way home.

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  22. Well laid words of love will never be lost in the mists of time. This will shine through the mist forever

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    1. I appreciate what you say toward the timeless aspect, Dave. Thank you.

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  23. A lovely sonnet you have written for our E-laini, Sir Myke! SOmehow you always manage to create something special... :o)

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    1. Thanks so much, Sir Ruggi. Any poem inspired for her should have a special quality. I am glad you felt this one did.

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  24. You created a five second emotional response of first impression...well done.

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    1. Thanks, Barbara. What a generous observation you have bestowed. :)

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  25. Dear Michael,

    What a wonderful poem! Love is a difficult topic to write about as it is done so often, yet you sure found a way creative way, so rich in imagery, to share the emotion of the narrator. The fact that you have this big of a response shows that this is a sonnet gem.

    Best wishes,
    Karen

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    1. Thank you very much, Karen. I have to say, I was really focused when writing this piece. I don't write much on the topic of love, but on occasions I do, I enjoyed the process, from inspiration to closure.

      See you at Whispers...

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  26. a beautiful love poem , great write

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    1. Thank you very much for saying, Linda.

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  27. Lovely as always and no better lady to write this for. I miss you both more than words. All my love, always *HUGS*

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    1. Shauna! Oh my gosh, it is great to hear from you. We miss you, too.
      Thanks so much for visiting.

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  28. Myke, I am so jealous not only is this a divine sonnet, but it is very well done. I have so much trouble writing these. Bravo sir

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    1. I very much appreciate this, Gail. Thanks for stopping by.

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  29. Exquisite longing.... I love the close to this... wonderful work my friend..

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    1. Thanks, Katherine... In a perfect scenario, the closure is only the beginning. I appreciate your kind response.

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  30. So tenderly endearing and loving. Gentle words born from powerful passion. No one does this like you! xoxoxo

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    1. Thanks, Nyla... I was caught up in a rare moment of niceness. ;)

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  31. There sure isn't a synonym for love.

    http://joycelansky.blogspot.com/

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