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I like to write poetry, as also am recovering from a decade of schizophrenia. I am intent on writing more Shakespearean sonnets, but I have a few works that are not confined to that meter.

  October 2021     4 hours ago

Submitted Poems 32 total

Sonnet XVI

“The die is cast,” Caesar remarked aloud
Before his legion crossed the Rubicon.
The Roman soldiers could be all but proud
As amply they were made to carry on.

This is the world that conquerors did forge
Which bears its gilded visage at my...

by Benjamin Brantley

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For Leonor, A Tale of Kingdom's Quest

A few gentle knights tarried in the court
Who’d pledged to crusade at the king’s command.
When from afar came the darkened report
That one was vying for his daughter’s hand.

Such love had they for the young damsel’s name
That they each laid...

by Benjamin Brantley

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Sonnet XV

Shouldest a knight adventure on a quest
For love and immortality alike,
To find within the heart of a princess,
The rare hidden treasures of her psyche?

Shouldest he pledge his love by bearing arms;
Laying down his life in the very course,
...

by Benjamin Brantley

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Sonnet XIV

In my romantic dream she comes to me.
The herald of our long-awaited bliss,
A nightingale, sings sweetly from a tree.
Under the stars and moon-glow we both kiss.

As holy angels from above watch o’er
The hedge of night does make way for the...

by Benjamin Brantley

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Sonnet XIII

Methinks mine heart could melt for the coy maid,
Who remains hidden away from mine eyes.
For once she was a heart-thief in the glade,
A nymph who enthralled men without disguise.

Her dulcet song was heaven to mine ears.
The crown upon her...

by Benjamin Brantley

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Your poetic voice is distinguishable by its simple yet insightful pattern. It is like gazing at a French artist's painting. You have done with words what impressionists of the mid 19th century did with paint. 

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perhaps, his blend of satire and religious connotation is strikingly unfamiliar to my palate.

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greetings. yeah, just FYI: this poetry.com is a different parent company then the one you were published with. good thing you have your poem printed out!

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you can do a little promotion yourself with social media, or you can purchase promotions on the site to increase your views. When you submit a poem, you should look at the options at the bottom of the submission form, where you can choose to promote your poem for $10. You may find more info there. 

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I understand your question was directed to the management, but I thought I'd tell you as a fellow poet that submitting poetry to the site does not cost anything. The only things that cost are contest entries, and promotions, and possibly some AI reviews. You may want to look more into it, and you'll discover what I am talking about. 

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Gosh, sir. I suppose you have a golden heart as well. Be blessed.

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thanks bro. I have been practicing them for a while, and they get easier with time and experience, though, I'm still nowhere near Shakespeare's 154 quota!

9 months ago

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thanks.

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Cheers! Keep going my lady. You have gotten off to a great start.

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I'm sorry I didn't give you the kind of thing you may have desired Sir Logie. I made an attempt to analyze the heart of your poem rather than the aesthetic content. We all know you can write proficiently, and I suspect you are aware of this also...but I'm interested more in what your work is actually saying on a deeper level. The protagonist in your story is subject to disillusionment because her imagination was getting the best of her, as she wasted her dedication on a man who didn't care to understand her feelings. Yet, that doesn't mean we should cast the baby out with the bathwater. In essence, the dedication may have been wasted on unsuspecting stranger, but the core of the book has profound implications. I know the feeling because I have also dedicated writings to women whom I held in high esteem, only to find that they too were less than enthusiastic about the prospect of the sentiment. 

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Thanks for voting high on my poem. I have yet to write something as prolific as I would, but I suppose little victories along the way make a lot of achievement in the end. I just hope that you've enjoyed it. 

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At least STANDS4 sends a copy of your poem to your email when you post it. In that way, just in case anything happens to the network, we have our poems backed up.

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I'd really like to get some feedback for this piece.

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i don't like this poem at all because it is difficult to understand. what on earth was he really talking about?

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thanks. I felt it was necessary for me to write to someone without whom my love is unrequited. I had desired to capture more melancholy but God won't let me get too bent out of shape or sorrowful about not being with this person. 

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