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Sonnet # 210

Luis A. Estable 1958 (Oriente, Cuba)

Sonnet
The painter's not with me! I cannot paint
The way I women see or showy spring.
I cannot paint the day when it does faint,
Or people's faces when they happy sing.
I cannot paint the smiles of playful boys,
Upon two lovers moon pouring its light,
Or crying children for they have no toys,
Or a bleeding soul his awful sight.
Ah, I can't paint! So, let me truly write
And highly hope some persons find it worth
As words to read, perhaps during the night.
And this accomplished, I will have some mirth.
         I cannot paint! For brush let be my pen
         And hope my pen turns worth of thoughts of men.
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Submitted by luisestable1 on March 08, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme ABABCDCDDEDEFF
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 604
Words 123
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 14
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Luis A. Estable

Luis A. Estable, poet for more than twenty years. Single, no children; originally from Cuba. Writes poems in several styles: sonnets, songs, haikus, children's verses, free style verse and more. Has published three books of poetry: " Eighty-Three Sonnets, Book One," Religious, Thirty Sonnets," "My Mind Simply Saying. All of them available on Amazon books. Has degrees from SFCC and EWU. Lives in Spokane, WA. Thinks that poetry is the most compact and beautiful expression known to man, and that a poem never reaches perfection; the work goes one and this is a good advice to keep, especially for young poets. more…

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