Happy Poetry Friday! I’m sharing a sonnet I just penned for Laura Shovan’s 6th Annual February Daily Poem Project. I was thinking about Valentine’s Day as I wrote this poem.
Laura has been graciously hosting this poetry potpourri on her site for six years now. She moved it to Face book a year or two ago. Each year a topic is picked to write daily poems on, and the participants of the group offer the daily prompts. This year tho focus is on Ekphrastic poems–poems written from a piece of art; here’s a bit more on it from the Getty Museum
DOVE MY LOVE
I love thee oh, now let me count the ways,
Your gaze so honest, pure upon my eyes.
Attentive to my call, without delays–
Dear dove my love let’s fly beyond your skies.
We’ll sail anew, right through your ocean blue,
We’ll feel wind whisk at wings and robes by noon,
We’ll taste sun’s set in amber tones most true,
We’ll swoon at last when passing by the moon.
But dove our love we’ll hide from all who’ll tease,
Our tender thoughts we’ll shield to keep them pure.
You are my one, my only my main squeeze,
You woo me so, I’m awed by your allure.
Yes woo of you I will with all my heart,
My goddess who sees all through nature’s art!
© 2017 Michelle Kogan
I’m a wee bit late posting this week, due to work, taking care of my son with the flu, and ta da our snowstorm that they say will continue again tonight. Here’s a peek at the snow and a very quick poem in it’s honor.
February Snow
Snow on my window
snow way up high
snow down below
oh me oh my
more snow’s in tow!
© 2018 Michelle Kogan
Check out more poetry at Sally Murphy’s blog; there’s a bevy of poetry posts waiting just for your you. Thanks for hosting the roundup this week Sally!
Michelle Kogan Illustration, Painting, & Writing 
Oh my, that is a lot of snow! I enjoyed your sonnet both times I read it. Hope your son is feeling better soon and that he doesn’t share with the rest of your household.
Thanks Kay! A bit too much snow for me—gazing on it is lovely-and inspiring, but not the shoveling! My sons on flu meds and feeling much better—I’ve been Florence Nightingale carrying up nourishment.
WOW…a sonnet!! And WOW! You got a lot of snow…with more to come!!
Much more snow than we have, but I’ll take every flake. We are so dry! Hope the flu has vanished from your house & you’re nice & cozy inside. I do love your poem, steadfast and flowery romance is what it is & within a sonnet, too. I kept thinking of teen love when I read, that “We’ll taste sun’s set in amber tones most true,/We’ll swoon at last when passing by the moon.” Sweet! Happy Weekend, Michelle.
You managed to write a sonnet AND not get sick, both impressive tasks! Hope you also managed to get to the store to stock up before the snow started 🙂 It seems like there is a whole story behind your sonnet. Maybe you’ll tell it someday?
Nice job with the sonnet! Snow looks pretty (don’t envy you, though). 🙂
As if writing every day isn’t difficult enough… a sonnet?! I like the relationship you’ve created between the woman and the dove. Hope your son’s health continues to improve!
That is a lot of snow! Your sonnet has me swooning. I wish to be able to write one, but they totally intimidate me. The image of the woman and the dove flying by the moon and sailing through the ocean is imaginative and inviting.