Crown of Sonnetina
In the Sonnets Site of the
The Poets Garret,
it states that Sonnets can be linked by a theme and a form. The Crown of Sonnetina is a sequence
of seven sonnetina, and in the example below the first three Sonnetina are from an Australian, a
Canadian, and an American, and use the Sonnetina Tre form. The next three Sonnetina using
the Cinque form which is well suited to duets, and each Sonnetina is created by the poets pairing to
create them, and it finishes with a Menage a trois and uses a Tritina where each poet contributed a
stanza to the poem, and the final line linked back to the first line of the first poem. The poems
and poets have been colour coded to identify their work.
When we fall in love, there is a new life
But there must also begin a time of death.
Why must life that starts with a dream
End with darkness and inevitable tears?
What do I know of you or you of me?
We met and suddenly we are lovers.
Your touch so new and yet so familiar
I know I have loved you times before.
As two lovers we met as the stars rose
Tell me, must love end with the dawn?
You speak of love yet talk of its demise
As if you see the ending from the start
As if love lives in darkness with your dreams
And has no chance when daylight shows its face.
You speak of lovers touching under stars
As they have done so often in the past.
I wonder if it's newness that you crave
That time of love when passion's at its height
You ask ~ you wonder, must love end with dawn.
Perhaps the darkness hides the truth. Tell me
When Dawn Arrives
Does love die with the dawn?
Nay, 'tis but transformed into a thousand rays,
Reborn as a prism, love shining, rich in hue
In wealth that can be seen in myriad ways.
Be not dismayed by the prism's perplexity
Nor discouraged by one facet or another,
For love that bursts forth in such array
At the core, is still as pure as its inception.
When our precious night gives way,
Should we not be pleased with such a rainbow?
Lets speak of tears!
Dear lady, I do not talk of love so lightly,
But with each birth, it is inevitable to die.
When I speak of love I do not see its death,
Rather I see the demise of the corporeal flesh.
That is what I mean by the ending in tears.
Then let those ending tears await their turn
for speaking of them brings them close, to bleed
again from broken hearts. Instead let's speak
of tears that spring from joy, from ecstasy,
and fill the dawn with love's eternal light.
You understand my questioning,
Presenting me with an alternate answer,
You speak of change not loss.
The moon is naught but a reflection of the sun
It is inevitable that night love should change.
I speak not of change but continuation,
The light of a sun when night has fallen
Illumed upon a moon to light that night.
How when moon's borrowed light is hidden,
To my unseeing eyes, the light is lost.
You spoke of tears that spring from joy,
Those tears that fill the dawn with light.
I pray such rain may fall upon us here,
For surely starlight warms our hearts tonight
As we converse on these thoughts of love.
Those tears hold rainbows bridging sun and moon
Connecting dawn to dark, a beam to stars
Which twirl with wishes caught from love's desires
For starlight knows that love will never die
And welcomes dawn's illuminating birth.
Let's speak as lovers, watching stars that fall,
And try to catch the meaning lost in love,
For isn't this the mystery of life?
In this communion, let us hear the sound of life
So new and yet familiar, these words that fall
Upon our ears and teach us so much more of love.
I do not need stars to know that I am in love
Your presence fills me with so much life
That now I can sit and watch stars fall.
When we fall in love, there is a new life.
Deborah Bel, (USA)
Gloria Carpenter, (Canada) and
Ryter Roethical, (Australia) (alpha list).