Sonnet 610

On November 12, 2023August 29, 2025 By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment

What act of ardor moves deft minds to verse

Then by sweet dictate begs of bold compare

That beauties ever live the sweet obverse

And borrow value from all things deemed fair?

Why should we say her smile was like the sun,

Or as Troy’s Helen, had no mortal peer?

Bards begging truth call out white breasts as dun

And claim hyperbole gold clad veneer.

But yet what means exist to esteem grace

In flat-toned script bereft of imagery?

How in blank lines to strike a timeless face

In terms not upraised metaphorically?

Here in most high relief your visage penned,

While on reverse, inscriptions Gods append.

Sonnet 609

On November 11, 2023August 29, 2025 By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment

Where bides that noble higher consciousness

That lends such vibrant flavors to the tongue

And crowns the quaint contrivances of verse

To timeless tributes high to heaven flung?

Where is that place of elevated thought

That stimulates and animates the mind,

So mouthed or written phrase by words begot

Can move the soul through harmonies refined?

Where lies the power to lift up common speech

In elegance that dances on the brain,

And in that act, fair images unleashed

Pulse bright in lyric beat to life’s refrain?

Here lift a pen and spellbind words in ink—

That even sages pause, reflect, and think.

Sonnet 608

On October 29, 2023August 29, 2025 By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment

Dear cherub child now lost in blissful sleep

Drifting softly to where playful sprites abound,

Love swaddled tight in arms designed to keep

You in that gentle place of peace profound.

Where do you journey in your silent dreams

Your bassinet afloat to worlds afar?

A silken slide upon celestial beams,

A feathered ark borne on to distant stars.

When you return I shall be waiting near

To praise, provide, protect and still defend,

To guide you with a grace both true and clear

And with a light that Heaven might commend.

Rest now my darling, soft, without a care—

At journey’s end pure love awaits you there.

Sonnet 607

On October 29, 2023August 29, 2025 By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment

My shadow is my friend—for long I’ve seen

When others flee or falter, he remains;

At back, at front, beside when winds blow keen,

He walks with me and ever there sustains.

When all seems lost, he stands bereft of woe

And draws his blade whenever I draw mine—

To charge lockstep fanatic, fiend or foe

And swings till blood flows rich as vintage wine.

In quiet moments when I’m deep in thought

He ruminates beside me chin in hand;

Firm silent strength that e’er a soul hath sought

To guide free will—but never to command.

No greater kinship shall there ever be:

Pure will, pure right—my silhouette and me.

Sonnet 606

On October 28, 2023August 29, 2025 By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment

I’ll write a sonnet for you every day

And serenade with songs to stir your smile,

I’ll purse my lips and blow the clouds away

That sunshine dance upon your hair a while.

I’ll bring red roses heaven-blessed by rain,

Ambrosia sweets to charm your waiting tongue,

Downy comforts to rest your gentle frame

That you may feast on dreams when day is done.

I’ll bring you ribbons wrought from rainbows too

And satin dresses tincture touched by dawn,

A diadem of diamond dappled dew;

Soft sunset slippers shadow steeped in gloam.

All this and more, as best ardor may prove—

To win your heart and ever be your love.

Sonnet 605

On October 21, 2023August 29, 2025 By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment

Of all the wonders God has wrought on earth

From mighty seas unto grand mountains high,

No miracle surpasses that of birth—

A tender mother with her newborn child.

That line from Eden to this hallowed place,

Unbroken through the vagaries of time;

Sweet chain of cradling arms that e’er embrace

Life’s precious gift of love that reigns sublime.

My darling daughter, now you take this trust

Of gentle hands caressing purest love—

This sacred charge that life through love entrusts;

There by each action, Heaven’s gift to prove.

In arms you hold the truth that God commends,

Love born of love that here by love ascends.

Sonnet 604

On October 8, 2023August 29, 2025 By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment

Yes many men have crafted their demise,

And built the looming gallows with their pride,

They play at follies innocence denies,

And dig deep graves where grinning shadows bide;

They forge the gauntlet sealing out their fate—

Through rank hubris they dare provoke the Gods;

Decrying Styx and even Heaven’s gate,

And worse—the path their wayward step still plods.

Blind self-conceit directing every deed

While infamy attends their hollow fame;

Each misstep glossed by flatterers in need,

That loss or failure bears a sweeter name.

Bolder still when Fortune disagrees,

They feign repentance, groveling on their knees.

Sonnet 603

On September 24, 2023August 29, 2025 By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment

A cast of characters float through her mind,

Her thoughts unraveled by the winds of change,

And though her countenance smiles ever kind

A vacant mask conceals where dreams now range.

Her conversation mired in younger years

Seems as if times of yore had just transpired;

A startled face, unknown, locked in a mirror

Stares out from places troubled memories conspire.

Yet she ekes on amidst the tattered ruins

Of places lived and people long since passed;

Blank-stone grey walls hold echoes out of tune—

False memories oft greeting questions asked.

I tell her that I love her and she smiles,

By grace of God, or mortal mind beguiled.

Sonnet 602

On September 16, 2023August 29, 2025 By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment

When iron egos by their pride defame

And veil all virtue in self-righteous light,

That might with softer rays the truth reclaim

And guide them through this haughty self made blight?

What reason stirs that kindness might arise

To warm a steel heart now cold as ice,

Assuage the vitriol that now damns praise

Or stays the hand that twists the cruel knife?

Here only love can melt a hardened heart

And less the grip of darkness on the soul,

For where love shines all shadow shall depart

And pride compelled by mercy is made whole.

There is no glory gained through love of one;

Sole by surrender is this conflict won.

Sonnet 601

On August 18, 2023August 29, 2025 By Loubert S SuddabyIn PoemsLeave a comment

Here through this child will love march ever on

As so it has from fore the dawn of time;

Dear babe in arms, a journey just begun,

By love alone shall his pure heart abide.

Now mother’s arms encircled, breast sustained

But soon to walk by father, hand in hand;

A chronicle on earth that has remained

Since ever man was blessed upon the land.

In love conceived and ever yet so borne,

From cradle’s keep to keeper of the world,

Tutored by faith to be God’s cherished bairn,

From harmony of heart to chaos hurled.

Sweet life begun, so hailed here by my pen

As he through storied acts will life contend.

	Steven on Sonnet 556
	julesbikepoems on Sonnet 404
	Meramolin B. on Sonnet 414
	Thalena on In Black and White
	pairunoyd on A Thought

	Steven on Sonnet 556
	julesbikepoems on Sonnet 404
	Meramolin B. on Sonnet 414
	Thalena on In Black and White
	pairunoyd on A Thought

Loubert S Suddaby poems

Author: Loubert S Suddaby