Your eye is careful, so discerning
Caution will mark me a craven coward
But rash boldness will show me blundering
Smug confidence will win me no award
I want to know you, and know nothing more
The worlds you weave from words, where I would dwell
Misinterpreted, will ruin rapport;
I must be sweet and light, a bagatelle
Smooth as a quantum atomic mirror
Must every humble syllable become
Envying crystal, I must be clearer
A brazen, clumsy call won’t make you come
Reading words not writ for me makes them mine
Writing words for all and none makes me thine
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (5)
A sonnet: the most popular form for love poetry? And here, the uncertainty of how to impress the one to whom your eye is drawn. Tricky stuff but smoothly done.
This is great, it feels so precarious and at the same time so sure of what it wants.
A bit of a mysterious tone to this love poem which I responded to. Excellent poem D. J.
Oooo, this was so magnificent! Loved your poem!
Phenomenal! 👏🏼