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Sonnet 1

A canvas high and felt traced tips With background broad and tint azure None posed in space with limbs being clipped The sketch of liberty one saw When pillars then in holes are tucked Sore eyes in Gaya’s comfort seek While plumes of sentiment are plucked Love lingers on in love’s mystique Time let the warble low to swoop And beak like marble gloss to shine Thoughts flicker on life’s endless stoep In tandem with the sun that mimes That morn when words and wheels are cleansed Found true and veiled in mortal condensed. Thabiso Nkoana©2013-04-21

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 2/27/2025 5:02:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed day.
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Date: 1/21/2016 11:44:00 PM
thabiso great poem. Enjoyed reading........ SKAT **
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